As I said, the Devil comes in many forms. This Devil is one of my favorites, she sings. Carey.
I don't want to disappoint you. Mostly, I don't want to disappoint myself, as my companions will continue on foot. I will feel bad, but, unless I have an epiphany that says , "don't do it," this is my Camino, and I have given much control of it to others.
I don't want to justify this bus trip, 20 minute, and it will take my companions several hours. But, my feet hurt. The bones feel as if they are coming out from the bottom. To get relief from my swollen feet, which causes compression pain on the top of my right foot, I have to loosen my laces. This just leaves me open for blisters, two new ones.
I will take the bus with the Devil, Carey, and rest my feet in the Benetine Covent. I will make some drawings, and even thought I bought two oil brushes in a hardware today, I'd like to have one useful in water.
Love to you all, and if I decide on the bus, don't judge me.