I haven’t really allowed myself to consider the enormity of the task I’ve set. I focus on the challenge of the day, how far to my next rest stop, when I’ll see the next town. The last few days I’ve struggled to believe that I’ll really be hitting halfway and 750km of walking.
But it hit me when I had 10kms remaining today. I had walked 740km. Wow. As each kilometre ticked by I was overwhelmed by joy. I feel happy and proud of how far I’ve traveled.
The walk today was lovely. Unfortunately the full view of the Pyrenees was hidden by cloud cover, but that gives the scenery a different mystique. It’s meant to be clear tomorrow so I’ll see the mountains then. I’m in Saint Jean Pied de Port, the official end of the via Podiensis and the start of the Camino Frances. I’ll rest tomorrow and decide if I’ll take the French way or if I’ll head north.
Tash on The Way 