Sharing Kirin with 3 henro-san and an endearing 72-year-old hostess is probably the best way to end a journey on the Shikoku pilgrimage.  Today equaled 2 temples, 3 wiener dogs, 7 annoying crows waking me up at 5:30 from my picturesque lodging (tent), 1 tsue (walking stick) broken, 1 ofuro taken, 4 cups of coffee, [...]

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