On my first Camino in ´14, I had a stroke of bad bad luck.
I broke a tooth and look up a dentist the following day, which was a Monday...
But I had a good stay at the nuns in the big dormitories..
And the evening mass and Pilgrim service was wonderful.
At the church the sun came right in from the west, in through the church, as they opened the large doors in the belfrey tower and the light flooded in...
In this warm light that warmed my shoulders in the back of the church, I had ample time to consider what had happened when I chewed, it seemed on a fork in the morning while eating an otherwise delicious pastie, and thus split a weak tooth... Sugar ! Rats... what rotten luck...
I had to part company with the small bunch of young people I was with a few days before, and they kept on....
But it all melted away and I took in the large room that was lit up in a golden and comforting way...As the sun lowered in its track as the service progressed and filled the large room, I gave in and was comforted...
I still consider this my best visit to church and mass of all my caminos....
recognize it now !?
In the dormitory at bedtime I started a conversation with Darrell from the US, who still had terrible blisters from the Pyrenees, we kept in touch throughout the rest of the way and we are still writing together to this day.
Thank you for reminding me, it was indeed a lovely day of all the days. Mixed with mischief, but that melted away...
ps I got my tooth fixed temporarily so I could continue my camino but this forced me to walking later than 12 o´clock and having to do a 30 K stint, I set to it in a forced march tempo..
As fate would have it, that is the lesson I learnt: I got my first blisters...
I had been so self confident to think I would not get blisters, like the others did, but I did too.
Take it easy !!