We tried. Five kms in, while roosters were still crowing, Kirsten's blisters bled. And it turns out that the underside of my toe is the darkest shade of purple/red/black I have ever seen on my body.
So we are resting for a day or two in Avilés, on the northern coast. And then we will see where the wind blows.
The Camino isn't over for us, but it is on hold for a little while, and our plans are shifting... Adventure, however, is still in the schedule.
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