Day 42 – Castromaior to O Coto, Spain. Camino de Santiago.
It’s been long days of walking. Yesterday was constant up and down of hills and 23km. Today was a lot of road walking and 27km.
I feel like I could compete with a retirement home after a hard night of bowling the night before.
I smell of Tiger Balm to soothe my legs, my knees, my feet and, believe it or not, my right butt cheek. It’s so sore and I seriously don’t know why.
It’s nice to be in a place (tonight) with towels, toiletries, clean sheets and a comfortable bed. It’s amazing how it’s these little things that you take for granted in ‘realityland’. I really appreciate these things after an experience like Camino.
The vibe on the Camino has definitely changed. It has definitely been busier since Leon but since Sarria, it’s more than that… the vibe seems transactional. You can chirp ‘Buen Camino’ to a fellow pilgrim and you’d be lucky if they return the chirp. Most of them have earphones in. Others are just focused on their pace in order to get a bed at the end of their day. Gone is the easy camaraderie and conversations, the way it was when I began in France.
I feel sorry in a way for those only walking the last 100km from Sarria.
It’s because I don’t think that they will truly experience the Camino. I know I should not judge, and maybe I am. I feel they are missing OUT on the experience because 100km is nothing in the scheme of things. (And I’m sure to get some flak for saying that, but oh well… it’s how I feel.)
The walks have been fairly straightforward. Yesterday I walked the historical path and I wondered how many other feet had walked that path before me. The stones were very well worn. Today I walked through a eucalyptus forest and I felt an overwhelming sense of homesickness but the smell was divine!
We have 58km left until Santiago.