Blisters

 We have learned that when walking double-digit miles over double-digit days, feet care is important. We take our feet out of our boots, weather permitting, for a few minutes every couple of hours. As soon as our feet feel "funny", we stop and investigate. Sadly, 3 days ago I ignored my own advice; we were having an engaging chat with other pilgrims on a lovely path when my toe started complaining. Instead of stopping to deal with it, I waited for the next scheduled rest stop in a couple of miles. I've been struggling with the resulting blister since then. 

We arrived in Caldas de Reis today about 2:30 in a light rain. The city has been  known for its hot springs for over a thousand years.  Fortunately for my feet, the public hot spring pool built many centuries ago is covered and out of the rain.  My feet are much happier now.