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Day 6 32 km is a long way but I planted my first sunflower

Song of the Day

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“Fly Me to the Moon” — Listen here

Angé loved the full moon. So tonight, this one’s for her.

 

Date: 12 July 2025

Subtitle: 32 km later, my legs are done. But my heart is full.

Today was a long one.

After 20 km, I felt good. After 25 km, I was okay. The last 7 km? That was pure grit.

My knees ached. My feet throbbed. My head started to pound. The tar road stretched endlessly ahead, heat rising in waves. It took every ounce of self-discipline I had to keep walking.

Lesson learned: 20–25 km a day is my sweet spot. Anything more is… well, not recommended unless absolutely necessary.

🌻 The First Sunflower Planted

Today, something important happened.

In the small town of Asinhaga, I planted the very first sunflower seed for Angé — in a little Garden of Remembrance. The garden was lush, irrigated, already filled with flowers. It felt right.

There was peace in that moment.

I hope it grows wild and bright — like she did.

This, I think, is where Angé for Sunflowers really begins.

🥾 Lost Again (But Found)

Somewhere around the 20 km mark, I took a wrong turn. Again.

If it wasn’t for Camino Ninja, I might still be wandering through cornfields and vineyards. That app is now officially my second guide (Angé still being the first, of course).

🍅 Through Fields and Farmland

The first 20 km were absolutely beautiful — winding through farmland, tomato fields, grapevines, mielie patches. I walked on quiet dirt roads that hugged the landscape, making the morning feel lighter.

It was just me, again. Just me and my Camino.

🐎 Tonight’s Stop: Colegã

Now I’m in Colegã, known as one of the proud homes of the Lusitano horses.

There’s something elegant about ending the day in a place where strength and grace are bred into the very soil. These horses are a fitting symbol for today — majestic, powerful, enduring. Just like this walk. Just like her.

🌕 Full Moon and Hunger

Tonight, there’s a full moon rising.

Angé would’ve noticed it before I did. She loved the moon.

Maybe that’s why today hit differently. The hunger — not just for food (which finally arrived with urgency!) — but for meaning, for presence, for something that tells me this journey matters.

And today, it did.

🌻 Join the Movement

If you’ve lost someone you love, join me:

🌻 Plant a sunflower.

📸 Capture the moment.

📝 Share your story.

👉 angeforsunflowers.com

This is how we remember — not with silence, but with stories.

Buen Camino.

Ian 🌻👣

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