day 6 obanos-to-estella

August 26th 2010 1:32 pm

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FOREWORD: I completed the El Camino de Santiago – an 800km spiritual pilgrimage across Spain in late Summer of 2009. I journalled and photographed my trip, and as a final completion I agreed to publish my journal and pictures a year to the day of my journey.

STATS: Walked 24,1km (15 miles) Spent €19.30 – (Accommodation – €5.50, Food – €13.80)

7:40am I started at about 6:20am this morning, decided not to eat, instead practicing surrendering and trusting that I will have food wherever I go. I walked to Puente la Reina, gorgeous town, just gorgeous, such a welcome and refreshing change. I found Obanos very hard, and tough energetically and I was glad to be out of there. I found a quaint bakery and picked up a delicious croissant and yoghurt which I had on the go. I am now just outside town next to a river bed just resting. I am managing to walk a little farther each time without needing to take my pack off. I am now able to walk about 45 minutes without needing to give my shoulders a break. I realiased that it is not so much that I am rushing but I could take some more breaks through the day. I think that will help my body.

I had a beautiful nights sleep, no snorers! A miracle! By 5am I was a little cold. I opted to not take a full sleeping bag on my trip with me, choosing to take just a sleeping bag liner, so far it has been OK but I was cold this morning. I tried to do some meditation. I then dreamed I was having sex with a young German man, who reminded me of one of my ex-boyfriends. It was nice!! It was very full on and vivid, and I remember kissing him and we were like in a rental property and the people came home early, it was weird, as dreams are. I was obviously clearing more stuff on all levels. Gotta love that!

I feel great and happy as always. My chant as I walk is a simple “thank you, thank you” This is the most marvelous gift I have ever given myself. This morning my right hip was pretty sore but I am delighted that the blister has subsided and I am back in my boots. I am not sure if it will be for the whole day , but It is great for now and I know will be better all round for me to be in the boots. Lighter on my back, and no swinging boot momentum to compensate for and don’t have to keep my eyes fixed to the ground so much that I had to do with my sandals. Light ahead for another fabulous day. It is a warm one.

11:51am – I hooked up with my friend Luis, my Brazilian Buddy that I met in Cezor Menor. Well of course how it actually worked out, was I was walking alone and I thought of him, and not 5 mins later he appeared. We chatted a lot about all sorts of things, and walked for a good few hours together. It was really nice. He is divine, and cute too!

1:44pm I am in Villatuerta – and it is a very Belleville type town on the Camino (Belleville is a very conservative red necky type suburb of Cape Town, well it was 10 years ago when I lived in SA, not sure what it is like these days) I am still in my boots but my toe is aching and now my left knee is experiencing pain. (I am optimistic that it is a clearing, but more likely it is as a result of my left leg compensating for the days of pain in my right hip!)

Today I experienced I mini-hypoglycemic attack (low blood sugar) and I was too involved and interested in talking to Luis to take care of myself. Really irresponsible, anyway managed to eat a nectarine to start to stabilise myself.

8:55pm It is surreal how the pain and agony of the walk so quickly dissolves when we come in to the albergue. Luis was there to meet me, he had got in hours before me. After I showered he gave me a foot rub, and we sat outside the albergue on some benches in the street, with some other Brazilians. They talked Portuguese and drank Matcha. I lay with my feet in Luis’s lap and I just watched the people go by. We met a man who was walking with a horse and a dog. He was in fact walking home. He had set off from Austria and had been to Santiago and was now returning home. He was more challenged with is trip, because his horse could not stay in all of the albergues, this night he walked a little further and stayed in the countryside. It was amazing. There was also a Colombian missionary priest who walked in his full monk habit thing which was boiling and sandals, no bag, no money. Luis and the Brazilian couple went in and helped him fix up a meal and a place to stay.

Later Luis and I walked into town, it was fairly big with a beautiful square and many lovely restaurants all around. I prefer cooking for myself, it is more economical and I can have more fresh food – restaurants seem to be more carb based. So Luis and I went to the supermarket and bought veggies and rice and had stir fry and rice, at a communal table with about 20 others, It was fun.

Today was pretty hard going. Luis had left me in the morning and I had walked on alone. I was struggling a bit with my hypoglycemia and judging myself a little with all my body issues and how I don’t take care of myself properly. I was exhausted in the afternoon but came across a beautiful church in the middle of nowhere. It was the Church of the Archangel Michael. It was a little off the path. I went and lay in there in the cool, and did some meditation and completely spaced out. I am not sure how long I was there. I realised that all I need to do is follow my instinct and let Christ do it. I know not what I do.

I ask for a blessing and a healing on my physical body for tonight and tomorrow.

I walked on, and started to get really peeved toward the end. I entered Estrella, and I always get excited when I get to a town, but it was about another 40 minute walk before I got to the albergue. I was also stressed because I was not sure if I would get a bed, and these 5 elderly men passed me and I was spitting at the thought that they were going to take my bed. I was feeling screwed and miserable and petty and grumpy. There were some horses in a paddock near the outskirts of the town, and I forced myself to stop and play with them to clear the negativity and to find my trust in God. By the time I eventually came to the albergue, Luis was already showered and bright – the man never gets tired. I wanted to growl and cry to him, and he just laughed at me. I wanted to lie down on my bed and die, but he told me to shower and come meet them outside. So I did and the yuckiness vanished and I had a great night! Thanks be to God, and the little God in Luis for being the conduit of grace.

go to the previous day: day 5 cezor menor-to-obanos
go to the next day: day 7 estella-to-los arcos

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