Vacajoe
Traded in my work boots for hiking ones
- Time of past OR future Camino
- Frances, Portuguese, Aragon, Norte, SJWayUK, Nive
I’m sure I’m scratching the surface here, but having finished 550 miles on the CI/CA/CF yesterday, I’m amazed at the way that “The Way” was accurate (especially in parts that I totally thought were ridiculous but were proven to be true):
- you DO run across the same people over and over despite different walking speeds, rest breaks, and albergues! At SdC tonight, it was a veritable reunion of nearly everyone we had met in the past 40 days
- even more amazing is that your trail friends also know each other because they all met on different days too!
- we did meet a writer, a man trying to lose weight for his wife, and a woman giving up cigarettes
- when you have a tough moment, your trail mates will bail you out with no questions asked, then forgive your indiscretion just as quickly
- the first night you stay alone in a fancy hotel, you’ll wish you had some buddies with you
- there really is a Galician liqueur made from secret herbs picked by monks
- there IS a difference between pintxos and tapas, plus the waiter will happily explain the difference at length despite your obviously limited understanding of Spanish
- impromptu dance parties will break out among pilgrims, though it doesn’t have to be at a gypsy party
- other pilgrims will know who you are even before you meet them through stories that mutual friends have shared
- Ramon does exist (and in multiple places!!!)
- the butofumiero will awe you (and possibly make you cry); PS: don’t video it, just enjoy the moment
- finally, upon reaching SdC, you will have a strange desire to just keep walking to the ocean...
Sure, there was no stolen backpack and the path is waaaaay harder than the stroll that they show, but it’s so tight in so many ways that I forgive the minor faults
- you DO run across the same people over and over despite different walking speeds, rest breaks, and albergues! At SdC tonight, it was a veritable reunion of nearly everyone we had met in the past 40 days
- even more amazing is that your trail friends also know each other because they all met on different days too!
- we did meet a writer, a man trying to lose weight for his wife, and a woman giving up cigarettes
- when you have a tough moment, your trail mates will bail you out with no questions asked, then forgive your indiscretion just as quickly
- the first night you stay alone in a fancy hotel, you’ll wish you had some buddies with you
- there really is a Galician liqueur made from secret herbs picked by monks
- there IS a difference between pintxos and tapas, plus the waiter will happily explain the difference at length despite your obviously limited understanding of Spanish
- impromptu dance parties will break out among pilgrims, though it doesn’t have to be at a gypsy party
- other pilgrims will know who you are even before you meet them through stories that mutual friends have shared
- Ramon does exist (and in multiple places!!!)
- the butofumiero will awe you (and possibly make you cry); PS: don’t video it, just enjoy the moment
- finally, upon reaching SdC, you will have a strange desire to just keep walking to the ocean...
Sure, there was no stolen backpack and the path is waaaaay harder than the stroll that they show, but it’s so tight in so many ways that I forgive the minor faults