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... Train, I'm Looking for a Hard Headed Woman, If you Want to Sing out, Sing out, Morning has Broken (of course), The First Cut is the Deepest (appropriate), Here Comes my Baby (for Anna), I Love my Dog, and How Can I Tell You That I Love You?
And one I love and have wept buckets to, but which has absolutely no resonance for me any more - Sad Lisa.
I know we've come a long way
We're changing day by day
and Forever Young by Rod Stewart
... it wasn't a bad sign. I now have but a red string with a tiny fragment of shell sadly hanging from my pack. Not one to miss out on free wine, and considering myself an unofficial member of the A Team, I improvised and used the little plastic container my earphones came in. Lol. The sun was shining and it was hot, mid twenties. I lodged a mental complaint, after remembering Apple weather forecast no more than 20deg, and overcast, and reconfirmed with myself that their ...
The pain hasn't resided yet. The calves still scream, the feet still hurt, and the blisters still form. I swear it has to get better soon. We left Pamplona with goals set and not looking forward to the mountain climb ahead of us. After the worst portapotty experience I have ever had, we charged up the hill. Nic somehow made it to the top without a blip. We momentarily celebrated our success with granola bars and escaped the herd of people ...
... 2:30. The walk included some difficult ups and downs. The whoosh of modern windmills kept the tempo of our pace. The playful butterflies and other bugs urged us on to continue through the difficult parts. When we got to Puenta la Reina, we stopped for some beer and paella. What a treat. Too bad the bartender wasn't that friendly, we could've stayed longer for ...
... they wanted to watch the football game instead of the concert, so Mike and I stayed and drank beer while listening to the music. Turns out we were just watching the opening band, and the actual performer was Mano Chao, a famous reggae/ska artist. By the time he came up, the beach was packed by the thousands. While the music was great, Mike and I had enough of the crowd after watching an old lady almost punch a guy in the face. Seriously. It was great.