Ballykissangel Country

The Camino could be Ballykissangel country if I wasn´t so totally knackered - ´girls, drink, feck it´as Father Ted would say. I went mad today and hooved 40k over nine hours. The last part refers to the blisters, usually I stomp them into submission by mid-morning, we´ll see tomorrow. Fortunately I have been practicing DIY medicine for years, specializing in pocket knief and duct tape procedures. I´m four days east of Burgos, it´s the end of the first week and 200km are in the dust.