Post Waking Life we heading off to the coastal town of Ericeira for a decompression. A time mostly characterized by chilling for me, working for the babes, beach and some quaint trips into the old town for food and drinks.
We stayed in a beautiful old house with three stories, Cait and I in the loft - reminding me of a room I had in St James. To have a fridge again after the festival was a luxury and we stocked it well.
The ocean, oh the ocean - how I’ve missed you. Dry scalp of the festival goodbye, hello to regulation once again.
Bags are packed and we’re heading off to Porto to start the Camino. Eeeek - so excited.