Today was cloudy, with a little rain, but not enough to ruin what was a long day of hiking. We did over 26 km. I am so,so proud of Nancy. She is such a trooper.
Yesterday, while hiking much of the day alone, I passed the 100 km marker. Apparently, these markers are not very old, but they still ARE NOT accurate. Quelle surprise! I don't believe any sign I see about how far we are from Santiago.
The WIFI in our albergues is so bad at times. Therefore, I am two days behind in my blogging. I received a Snapchat from Joëlle saying "Hi Mom!" but I think it was from September 4th!
The owner at last night's Albergue booked our place for us tonight. She first told them we were Portuguese and our names were Isabella and ? What? Gee whiz!! Is my Spanish SO bad that she thought I was speaking Portuguese? We had a good chuckle about that, Nancy and I.
Yesterday I was hiking through this beautiful, peaceful village all alone, during siesta time, with not a sound except the birds singing; I was enjoying the moment of total peace, when suddenly I heard this couple having a screaming match from inside their home! They yelled at each other the entire time I hiked through this little pueblo. Then my cell phone rang (a telemarketer no doubt!) because I had forgotten to put Airplane Mode back on. How quickly one can be brought back to the reality of the 21st century, while immersed in the Camino!
Earlier, Nancy and I had taken an hour to have lunch in Gonzar. Such a cute name for a non remarkable place.
In Ventas, we had a cloudburst so Nancy pulled out her 4th poncho. I threw my out my one and only way back. I don't need one. I have an ARC'TERYX rain jacket. Another shameless plug!At one point, I mistook a dog for a fox. Nancy knows now that I can't recognize any animal except a cow.
It was a very long day, and of course our Albergue was lovely, but at the far end of town and we had trouble finding it.
Nancy tied one on after drinking wine with me before and at dinner. She was so funny! Nancy is always cold when we finish hiking for the day. I have a picture of her hugging the radiator in our room.
I have never once napped after a day of hiking. I have too much energy. Besides, I wouldn't sleep that night if I did nap.
I finish this blog with what a young Peregrino said to me when I asked him where we were. His answer? "I try to never know where I am."
With love and much gratitude from Eirexe, Spain.
No comments:
Post a Comment