After my very long walk yesterday I had the toenails on my pinkies annoy me a bit, like they feel when they’ve grown too large and I’ve got to trim them. Today when I’m going to shower, I see some residual dry blood in the toenail.

I’ll spare you the pictures, but turns out the pinky’s toenails split vertically from the cold, probably since the pinkies were the ones closer to the outside of the boot. Nevermind that I was wearing very thick socks and hiking boots that were just fine in winter when navigating the very cold, very windy ruins at Curtea de Arges.

Vero kept talking about felt-stuffed boots and other things I had dismissed until now. This place makes Romania look like a summer home in Guanacaste.

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