35,353 steps
I declare that this might be the most physically difficult day of my life. We realized that our previous Camino started at the meseta, the flatlands. Every day even beyond the Pyrenees we climb climb climb, up and over, into a village, down down down and do it all again. And every step is worth it.
But today I hit the wall. Lunch helped, especially the first of many I hope freshly squeezed orange juices!
I realized something important today. Important to my well-being . I had subscribed to a blog called Americans on the Camino. People share every nuance of their experience including but not limited to close up photos of their disgusting blisters . When we would find wifi I'd read all these experiences and they we're seeping into my psyche and unconsciously framing MY experience. It was Fox News of the Camino. So I I friended this group on FB and mail feed. It was a freeing moment. Meanwhile I've been reading (on the plane at least) The Circle by Dave Eggers which looks provocatively at information transparency in our culture from all sides. It makes for great Camino conversations.
The young people I spoke about in Pamplona . " it's mom and dad."
We have plunked ourselves down in a lovely thriving town and since we are feeling exhausted and physically wrecked and since our hotel room is so cozy and the proprietors so friendly, we looked at the map and tomorrow's climb and said, "why not?" So we sit here now at 7:30 drinking vino and cerveza and going to take the day off tomorrow!!
Praise the guides of the Camino. We just returned from a dinner event that lasted hours. We met two women from Ireland who are hijing to Logrono. Then our former buddies, the mother and daughter team and THEY are staying an extra day here as well. Oh how we validated each other's exhaustion! And how we laughed. And our dour waiter. I took it upon myself to get him to smile at least once: it happened twice.
Names: Judy and uh oh...
Viva la feminista!
We missed a lovely town setting for our lunch so here we are eating whatever we found to eat in our backpacks! It happens.
Some school children created this
Where did this come from?
Little hotel San Andras - town of 15,000
Estella !
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