Agustín drives a lorry, and saw me wandering down the highway near Salamanca last week. He then saw me on the telly, doing the interview in the main square in Salamanca. Today he arrives at his favourite bar in Carcaboso and I'm sitting there having my breakfast.
He was pleased to have finally met me, and got me a damn fine coffee to set me up for today's walking.
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