Derwen Rhys
New Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
- July 2014
I have only just managed to find time to read all the replys to my post a few days ago. i am completely gobsmacked. Today has been like a warm spring day. I left Villafranca at 6 and have arrived on the outskirts of burgos. Today has been one of the most important days of my camino. I walked alone... no other caminotti to be seen in either direction. It truly felt like I had that path to my self. As I left Villafranca a small cat ran ahead of me for a quarter of a mile. She left me at the pines and the birds took over her guardianship. A female robin bobbed ahead of me then nightjars low and encouraging just ahead. My senses felt completely switched on. The birds passed me on to the marbled butterfly's...my companions for miles. I suddenly realised I was smiling from ear to ear. My pace was true and right. No hurry, but definitely going somewhere. On the outskirts of San juan I saw and old pilgrim hobbling toward me . He is probably well known. A scruffy beard and pilgrim hat, tatty clothes and pack. A small red, green and yellow striped flag on his straps...an old soviet republic perhaps?...a small puppy yapping beside him on a piece of string. We spoke in signs and grunts, a bit of French. I wished him 'Bon chance' and walked on. Fifty paces on I turned, looked at him and his dog... Going where? The village I had come from was many miles back. I started running back after him, " Monsieur, monsieur attente!" I caught up to him shook his hand and put some euros in his grasp. "Bon chance monsieur, ou vous allez." Where ever you are going. I stumbled away embarrassed. " Monsieur" he called after me.."thankyou!"
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