- Time of past OR future Camino
- 2017 Camino Frances,
2019 C. Portuguese (inland).
I took these photos in Padron on Thursday 24th October 2019. It shows pilgrims arriving and exploring this lovely town. The photo in the middle is taken from the monastery of San Martiño Pinario. The one on the right is me, taken by my wife. Whenever I travel I always tell myself to enjoy every moment. The dialogue in my head runs something like this: “look at this, isn’t it wonderful, isn’t it amazing, enjoy it because you may never come back here again.” And usually I do, I take in everything that I possibly can, from the curtains in my hotel room to the spoons in the dining room to the magnificent lead light windows in the Cathedrals that we pass along the way. But when I look at my photos, now, I realise I didn’t do a good job of enjoying everything, not at all. It is almost painful, emotionally painful, to think back on that day, Thursday 24th October 2019. I could have taken in and done so much more. I should have left my invisible footprint on every cobblestone. I should have swept every street and laneway and corner with my eyes. I should have lived the moment, as we say nowadays, whatever that means. I should have lived and loved and rejoiced in just being there! Today, right now, it feels truly like I may never go back to Padron, or Lisbon or Porto or Santiago. Today it feels like I haven’t lived, not at all.
Dedicated to my former colleague and much missed friend, Patrick White. (D.o.d. 17 Aug 2013)
Dedicated to my former colleague and much missed friend, Patrick White. (D.o.d. 17 Aug 2013)
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