Our walking notes warned us that this 20K section would be a straight shot along a highway, through vast fields of cut hay and dying sunflowers. Actually, the notes only mentioned the distance, the highway and “crops.” We would pass through three tiny villages called Campos de [Spanish word], and that would pretty much be the only break from crops and crops and highway.
Physically, we both are rather proud of ourselves. Yes, our muscles ache and our feet burn by the end of the day, but so far we recover overnight and are ready to go the next morning. From my blog to God’s ears!