We didn’t walk far at all today. Both of us weren’t feeling it. Last night we had a choice to either stay at a shitty albergue or pay $20 extra for a hotel. We splurged on a hotel and slept until 9:30.
Tomorrow we’re walking 40 kilometers and sending our packs ahead.
We’re at a hippie albergue right now with teepees and tiny houses to sleep in. We played ping pong and drank beer, we’ll smoke a little pot later. It’s nice. Hanna couldn’t stop laughing hysterically while playing ping pong. She cracks me up. What was so funny? I have no idea.
The albergue is playing American hip hop.
Damn what a life. I mean really. How freaking cool is this? It’s fucking cool is what it is.
It’s going to be cold tonight though.
And I lost my appetite. I’m not eating as much as I usually do. I don’t get it. Wouldn’t I be famished? Like all the time?
I called my folks today. God I miss them so much. Calling them makes me miss them more.
Last time I walked this path, I missed my dog. That was it. But this time around I’m seriously homesick. Even with Hanna here, I still miss everyone back home.
I’m not sure what changed.