

Alright, I cannot express how difficult writing about the Camino de Santiago will be, so I'll just attempt and hopefully you will be a little closer to understanding what an experience it was. Basically, anyone who reads this should just take my advice: go do it yourself. Buy a plane ticket and start walking. There's nothing more simple in the world than walking.
I did the camino with Janel, a great wonderful friend I met at Earlham, the person mejor en todo el mundo para caminar dos semanas solas y juntas, los dos al mismo tiempo. She had been living in Bangkok for 8 months, and I in Valencia, and we both thought what better way to transition to another chapter in our lives than by doing the camino, a completely liminal and transitional space, constantly moving, changing, growing.
The first day: COLD, raining, and all on the highway, which equaled a rough start. We had a great time nevertheless because we were walking, talking, catching up after a year apart, finding our walking rhythm and the rhythm of the camino. When we made it to the albergue, the hostel only for pilgrims, we instantly took a HOT shower, put on all the clothes we own, and ate a pilgrim meal, which consisted of greasy bacon, fried eggs, and french fries. Most unhealthy meal I have EVER eaten in my life, but after walking so far and shivering the whole way, it was perfect. Afterwards, due to an intense food coma, we napped for a couple of hours, awaking to hunger, which meant going out to search for food to cook with. Dinner tonight? Japanese curry and a bottle of wine to share with other pilgrims. Success?? Hell yes. We made quite a few friends, including Marcos from Galicia and Nice and Bea from Brazil.




Story of the day: We met an australian woman named Carol, who told us about a woman who is walking for her heart, which she just got a new one 3 years ago, and for her donor. This camino is powerful.

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