Ponferrada 202 kms left to walk

My father taught me when the sky looks like this the sky is drawing water. I saw this sky the day I laid his rock at the cruz de Ferro..... yesterday

Me at the Cruz de Ferro yesterday

My rock I carried for my dad

The other side

Drat. I have no time to write tonight. I have a 10 pm curfew at the parish hostel I am staying at. Posting pictures takes a lot of time. My pack is lighter now that I no longer carry that rock. I think I forgave my father yesterday... finally. We'll see. Many magical moments that I have no time to write about now. I am in a city tonight after spending the last two nights in villages, Rabanel and El Acebo. I like the villages better but often there is no internet and in the cities I get lost so easily. I have a plan to live in Spain. Because I am so rushed, I don´t feel settled enough to write. Perhaps tomorrow when I am in another city Villa de la Franca, 20 kms down the road. All is well. I am absolutely loving my walk. I will post more pictures and write more later. The scenery is outstanding, rolling hills, quaint pueblos and loving people walking the way with me. I feel strong, pain free and lighter, physically, emotionally and spiritually. More about that later as well. I´ve got to go back to the hostel and strategically plan where I will place my mattress. It is warm enough to sleep outside in the court yard with the bicycles. I finished the granola today mom, sitting on the side of a mountain taking a break from my morning walk. It was divine.