A long day today. I walked with Markus and his dad. They have my pace, but we didn’t take many breaks. I think my feet might need some once in a while. Because after about 25 kilometres with only a five minute stop my feet hurt. I mean serious pain. But I keep going until we reach the next/first little village. Food and coffee and resting my naked feet for a moment makes me stronger again. I can do the last six kilometres. Pain comes back, but today nothing matters. I have reached the point now when you don’t mind anymore, when “bad” things are simply ok to happen. Sutri is beautiful. Three more days. Onwards. Happy countdown!