is quite difficult. As the day wore on today, my knee felt less and less comfortable - just behind the right side of my right kneecap, something ain´t right, alright? In Villahurta, I consulted my Finnish friend Veera´s Runes. My draw: 7, 6 (reversed) and 23. The verbatim descriptiong: Standstill and Ice. Booked a bed in a wild albergue run by Brazilian hippies, which has given me a nice opportunity to get a leg massage, plenty of advice from the free spirits staying here and a long, long nap on the hammocks outside.
I´m surprised about why this is difficult, because the pain itself is very bearable. I struggle with unmet expectations. Stopping yourself now to be able to complete the rest of the camino is much, much harder than walking on. A strong community develops; one that travels together each day. Staying behind means losing that group. I´d become especially close to my man Eduardo from Colombia, Veera from Finland, Paulo from One-ness University (and Brazil) and Heinz LikeTheKetchup from Austria. The stay in Villahuerta has been quite rewarding in other ways, though: I received a personal tour of the local cathedral from a sweet old lady. I have three "angels" looking after me in Carmen, Marialuisa and Maria Ilda, three Spanish retired sisters I ate dinner with, and I was able to upload photos. Enjoy!
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ReplyDeleteThree things come to mind when I see your latest album:
ReplyDelete1) I see you standing by that corn field! It could almost be Nebraska. Haha.
2) "The one thing I have going for me is my love of chorizo."
3) With all of the awesome arrows pointing the way, I think it's really appropriate that you're reading The Crying of Lot 49 right now. Mucho Maas!
Glad to see you're doing well.
I owned the Crying of Lot 49 in one train ride. Reading Don Quixote right now and it is soooooo good. Too bad I have to tear pages out along the way to keep the weight down!
ReplyDeleteWhat?! Fede, are you turning into one of those outdoorsy types who cuts all the straps off of his pack in the name of a few ounces? You are, aren't you?
ReplyDeleteListen, Hansel, the good news is that Camino of yours is a one-way road. There's no need to drop páginas in order to find your way back home. ;)