Shaw's hostel is run by Poet and Hippie Chick, former thruhikers and all around lovely people. Plus Poet makes some beyond delicious home fries. Not a bad way to start my last zero day. A day of reading, wandering around the tiny town and letting my sore knees rest.
I sort my food, see a new rush of people wander in and listen. It's a rush of people who are so very excited and so many who are so ready to be done. I understand both emotions and right now it doesn't seem like anything other than a week of camping, maybe I'll feel differently later this week.
I listen to it pour rain overnight reinforcing my happiness at not walking today.
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