That really did seem like an incredibly tough day, not least because those you encountered, rather uncharacteristically seemed to offer little solace. Not only were the gods not smiling down on you, but were apparently scowling!
I went back and read what I wrote and I wouldn't classify it as incredibly tough.
I did laugh a lot! At myself, mainly, but I did find it long. Especially the last part of the last leg.
Interestingly, I hadn't put together the various people I encountered in one theme. The day seemed to have many different sections.
The shirtless man and presumably his wife stand out for me. That was uncomfortable.
I was almost sweating just reading your account of the heat, which would seem to be becoming an ever present companion. Given the terrain and remoteness(?), trying to keep hydrated would really worry me. With your penchant for figaries, is that ever a concern, or are comedors far more abundant than I might expect?
Hydration is a concern, but not a major one. I invariably set off with 3.5 - 4 liters of water every day and keep it topped up precisely because of my penchant for figaries
and the ability to camp if I come across a good spot.
I'm consuming vast quantities of fluids this past week and it doesn't always agree with me. The worst is trying to drink warm water. There are times I'd happily sell my soul for a cold drink!
My biggest concern is too much sun, or too much humid heat, the latter is scary. Shade offers a respite from the sun, there is no escaping humidity.
At the end of the day, given where I am, I am pretty sure that in the event of emergency I could always hold up an empty bottle and it wouldn't be long before I had a full one. Or a lift.
Comedores are random and can be bunched together. Also, day of the week has an effect. Roads or places popular for recreation may have some at weekends or evenings, but not at 9am on a Monday morning or not if rain is forecast.
