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I returned from a five-week Camino Frances a few days ago, my second one, after having worried extensively beforehand about the need to reserve beds. I felt this would detract from the Camino spirit and the openness that I believe is essential to the Camino, yet most of the advice on the internet and this forum was that it was sadly prudent to book.
For the first two weeks or so from Saint Jean, only those people booked who were sending their backpacks ahead and therefore had to book. I had no problems finding a bed for the first couple of weeks and generally neither did they: sure, a lot of places were closed and a couple times I had to go on to the next albergue in the same village, because the first one I tried was full, but it didn't inconvenience me. Then gradually people started worrying about reserving, it became a frequent topic along the way and ever more people did it. I and the Camino friend I walked with refused to book, often arriving in a village at 5 pm or later and somehow still finding a bed. Once we arrived in a village at 6. I sat down on a bench while my friend checked the albergues: all full. I then looked up and say a sign: Albergue, free beds. Turns out I was sitting in front of the only available albergue within a good 20 kms. Another time we got turned away from a village and walked another 5 or so km. We called ahead to several villages: all booked. We then walked into a village and immediately saw an albergue that wasn't on any of the guidebooks; we got beds for 6 euros, the cheapest anywhere on the Camino apart from the donativos. And so it went, on and on. While everyone panicked and called and rushed to arrive early to get a bed and avoid the afternoon heat, not stopping along the way, we ambled along, absorbing anything that took our fancy: landscapes, birds, clouds, a bottle of wine once, churches, donativo cafes/rest-stops (and even an art studio!), rivers to swim in, etc. etc. It always worked out, because we remained open and trusted that something would happen. And it always did.
From Sarria onwards this was sadly untenable. I'd say the number of pilgrims increased tenfold and anyone who wanted a bed had to book several days ahead. We weren't having any of that, so we bought sleeping bags in Sarria and stopped by rivers the last 5 nights: a field, a burnt out house with a grassy floor and twice hay. I remember saying one morning that some hay would be nice and then in the evening we found our field of choice and surprise surprise, there was this enormous haystack in it, the biggest I'd seen all month. Another time my friend had a sore back and then we walked into a pilgrim who offered us an air mattress.
This is just a tiny amount of the instances of where things worked out for me on the Camino because I stayed open. As little as some people want to hear it in our secular age, sometimes you have to trust and things will work out. For few places is it more true than for the Camino. As soon as I started to worry, I ceased to have special experiences and problems would arise. It was uncanny. I'm writing this, because it's a lesson the vast vast majority of pilgrims I saw on the Camino this time needed to learn: keep planning and reservations to a minimum, take your time, stay open and savour all the little moments along the way.
For the first two weeks or so from Saint Jean, only those people booked who were sending their backpacks ahead and therefore had to book. I had no problems finding a bed for the first couple of weeks and generally neither did they: sure, a lot of places were closed and a couple times I had to go on to the next albergue in the same village, because the first one I tried was full, but it didn't inconvenience me. Then gradually people started worrying about reserving, it became a frequent topic along the way and ever more people did it. I and the Camino friend I walked with refused to book, often arriving in a village at 5 pm or later and somehow still finding a bed. Once we arrived in a village at 6. I sat down on a bench while my friend checked the albergues: all full. I then looked up and say a sign: Albergue, free beds. Turns out I was sitting in front of the only available albergue within a good 20 kms. Another time we got turned away from a village and walked another 5 or so km. We called ahead to several villages: all booked. We then walked into a village and immediately saw an albergue that wasn't on any of the guidebooks; we got beds for 6 euros, the cheapest anywhere on the Camino apart from the donativos. And so it went, on and on. While everyone panicked and called and rushed to arrive early to get a bed and avoid the afternoon heat, not stopping along the way, we ambled along, absorbing anything that took our fancy: landscapes, birds, clouds, a bottle of wine once, churches, donativo cafes/rest-stops (and even an art studio!), rivers to swim in, etc. etc. It always worked out, because we remained open and trusted that something would happen. And it always did.
From Sarria onwards this was sadly untenable. I'd say the number of pilgrims increased tenfold and anyone who wanted a bed had to book several days ahead. We weren't having any of that, so we bought sleeping bags in Sarria and stopped by rivers the last 5 nights: a field, a burnt out house with a grassy floor and twice hay. I remember saying one morning that some hay would be nice and then in the evening we found our field of choice and surprise surprise, there was this enormous haystack in it, the biggest I'd seen all month. Another time my friend had a sore back and then we walked into a pilgrim who offered us an air mattress.
This is just a tiny amount of the instances of where things worked out for me on the Camino because I stayed open. As little as some people want to hear it in our secular age, sometimes you have to trust and things will work out. For few places is it more true than for the Camino. As soon as I started to worry, I ceased to have special experiences and problems would arise. It was uncanny. I'm writing this, because it's a lesson the vast vast majority of pilgrims I saw on the Camino this time needed to learn: keep planning and reservations to a minimum, take your time, stay open and savour all the little moments along the way.