I'm sitting at my favorite spot here in the Main Square about to take off for the Camino once again. I had a wonderful nights sleep, I feared having a balcony over one of the busy streets would keep me awake but it was pretty quiet, I actually woke up at 8:00 thinking it was probably 6:00. My roomie (twenty something year old guy from Brazil) slept till 9:30 when I decided to wake him since I knew he had a bus to Leon to catch. I think I mentioned he had shared he lives with his mom so I used my gut instinct as to if I should wake him or let him sleep. I am about to venture out on about week of the toughest mentally part of the Camino. Between the cities of Burgos and Leon it is evidently just a flat area, no shade I think thru wheat fields, it is called the maesta. Many catch a bus for this segment, like me roomie...if their time is tight it might make sense if you have to miss any of it that it would be that.
I got some upsetting news last night...when I started planning my trip and using a common forum, it instantly became clear who would be traveling around each others time. The week before me was a huge forum crowd, with strangers all going on their own but bonding beautifully there on the forum and many walking together upon arrival. I had such a connection with Bond, my English friend thru the forum.
He has a child my age but I knew from what he had shared it would me slowing him down and not the other way around. We separated a few days in knowing our paths would cross again. I noticed last night that I had his email address on my new iPad and sent him a note saying I knew he was ahead of me.....I got a quick reply that he was actually home. While I was in Vianna, he suffered a huge blister that treated with compeed (a product that is highly questioned by some, I have no opinion) left a hole in his foot. It did not mend and he made the decision to fly home. He did share he will be flying into Santiago about the day he thought he'd arrive and thus take the walk to the coast of Finesterre and Muxia. We are certain to see each other there.
I lifted my backpack for the first time in two and half days and it feels so light. I dreaded picking it up at the airport when I started, I cringed at having to throw it over my shoulder or to even take it off. I had a huge bruise on my upper arm where I swing it off. Today, I grab it effortlessly and throw it on and buckle it without even having to look down. It looks like rain might come today, you can never really tell...but I am hoping for a very long walk to try to catch up with some of my circle (not really certain what that means on the Camino, we are a huge venn diagram).
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