I have arrived in Geneva...

...and will cross into France today. I am now exactly a third of the way. That is a sobering thought and I try not to dwell on it, but to remind myself that all medieval pilgrims would have had to walk to Santiago and then back. In my first blog post, I wrote that I hoped this walk would make the world feel big again; well, it has certainly done that. But my progress is speeding up, partly because I have overcome my anxiety and am back to sleeping outside, and can therefore make use of early mornings and late evenings.