Vigdis
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- Time of past OR future Camino
- Camino Frances 2008/2009, Roncesvalles-Burgos Oct. 2012
My next trip is only 5 weeks away. This will be my fifth time travelling to the Camino alone. But still I'm worried.
I always try to find the easiest way to travel, for me. Going by airplane is the best. Trains are difficult. I have to find the right platform. Buses used to be ok, but after experienced that the bus took a overturn on my way from Madrid to Astorga it isn’t anymore (it all went well, no one got really injured, only bruises and abrasions).
The first trip was the worst, before I left that is. But Madrid turned out not to be at all as big and scary as it had been in my mind. And a joyful thought came; “I did it! Why did I worry so much”?
But I still did, the next time. I was to travel in a different way, to a different place.
It has become better from the first trip who was with no doubt the worst, but I’m still afraid now. I’ve began to sleep poorly. For me there is a huge difference in travelling alone or with someone. I need to know all I can find out before I get there. I envy people who are able to take everything as it comes, without worrying
Last year I was supposed to walk from Le Pey. But I got cold feet. One plane, three trains, I could not do it. I know a little Spanish, not much though, but without knowing a word of the France language it became too much. Well, well, maybe I was not supposed to do that, I tell myself. I can walk in Spain, which always has been the number one favorite country to me. It really is ok.
This time I am going to take a plane from Norway to Gatwick in London (Norwegian). Then a new plane London-Madrid (Ryan air), and after that Madrid-Pamplona (Iberia). I have two hours between planes.
(To get home I will take a night train from Burgos to Barcelona, but that don’t worry me much, not yet anyway, most likely because it is so far ahead. But also because I will have the calm brought to me after walking the Camino. The way home is for some reason easier than to get there).
What if the first plane can’t leave because of, let’s say, bad weather conditions? Will Norwegian get me to Spain? I really don’t know. And I kind of doubt it. Both Norwegian and Ryan air sell low fare tickets. And what if I don’t catch the next planes?
I am afraid not to find the right terminals. I am afraid not understanding what people explain to me. I am afraid of not being able to eat on the journey (but surely Ryan air offers food?). I am afraid of bad turbulence on the planes, after the bus accident I once screamed out loud when it happened, it reminds me of the shaking of the bus before it went down. Kind of embarrassing if I do, sitting there by myself…
I keep telling myself “so what” to all my silly questions and worries. But it doesn’t really ring through. My comfort is that once I’m at the Camino there will be a complete calmness in me.
It’s just a journey.
I always try to find the easiest way to travel, for me. Going by airplane is the best. Trains are difficult. I have to find the right platform. Buses used to be ok, but after experienced that the bus took a overturn on my way from Madrid to Astorga it isn’t anymore (it all went well, no one got really injured, only bruises and abrasions).
The first trip was the worst, before I left that is. But Madrid turned out not to be at all as big and scary as it had been in my mind. And a joyful thought came; “I did it! Why did I worry so much”?
But I still did, the next time. I was to travel in a different way, to a different place.
It has become better from the first trip who was with no doubt the worst, but I’m still afraid now. I’ve began to sleep poorly. For me there is a huge difference in travelling alone or with someone. I need to know all I can find out before I get there. I envy people who are able to take everything as it comes, without worrying
Last year I was supposed to walk from Le Pey. But I got cold feet. One plane, three trains, I could not do it. I know a little Spanish, not much though, but without knowing a word of the France language it became too much. Well, well, maybe I was not supposed to do that, I tell myself. I can walk in Spain, which always has been the number one favorite country to me. It really is ok.
This time I am going to take a plane from Norway to Gatwick in London (Norwegian). Then a new plane London-Madrid (Ryan air), and after that Madrid-Pamplona (Iberia). I have two hours between planes.
(To get home I will take a night train from Burgos to Barcelona, but that don’t worry me much, not yet anyway, most likely because it is so far ahead. But also because I will have the calm brought to me after walking the Camino. The way home is for some reason easier than to get there).
What if the first plane can’t leave because of, let’s say, bad weather conditions? Will Norwegian get me to Spain? I really don’t know. And I kind of doubt it. Both Norwegian and Ryan air sell low fare tickets. And what if I don’t catch the next planes?
I am afraid not to find the right terminals. I am afraid not understanding what people explain to me. I am afraid of not being able to eat on the journey (but surely Ryan air offers food?). I am afraid of bad turbulence on the planes, after the bus accident I once screamed out loud when it happened, it reminds me of the shaking of the bus before it went down. Kind of embarrassing if I do, sitting there by myself…
I keep telling myself “so what” to all my silly questions and worries. But it doesn’t really ring through. My comfort is that once I’m at the Camino there will be a complete calmness in me.
It’s just a journey.