lotti on the Camino
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The snoring thread instantly took my mind back to the Camino, I feel like some of those moments were just a few days ago.
I'm not a snorer and I'm not a bag rustler...
but the Camino will try to teach you not to judge others...even if it has to serve you a lesson on a silver platter to do so.
In MUXIA my very last night a loud alarm was going off in the middle night. I was suprised at how many people seemed to sleep thru it. It appeared to get louder and louder and I sat straight up. I was so exhausted having walked in pouring rain by myself and was lost a good part of the day from Finesterre. I was shocked that here at the end of the trip that some inconsiderate person would let their alarm go off to inconvience EVERYONE in the room. You would think that they had the system down by the last day (or two).
I sat up and in my sleep looked around eager to guess who the thoughtless soul was. I looked from bunk to bunk, "it must be that person look they are taking up two beds with all of their stuff". "It must be that person"... I kept guessing ...
muttering under my breath, "turn that thing off".
Then the nicest man came up beside my bunk and he touched me lightly on the shoulder and he pointed to my locker. I remember having this almightly reaction, "oh NO it is not me...I have not used an alarm clock". I had my nose in the air thinking, "I am a considerate pilgrim, it of course would NEVER be me!".
It ends up back on the otherside of the Atlantic Ocean one of my children pressed a button on one of our Apple devices that said, "find my ipad"...and sure enough that awful pilgrim who was making all of this noise 44 days into this was none other than this considerate Pilgrim.
Here in the States we call that "a serving of humble pie"...
I'm not a snorer and I'm not a bag rustler...
but the Camino will try to teach you not to judge others...even if it has to serve you a lesson on a silver platter to do so.
In MUXIA my very last night a loud alarm was going off in the middle night. I was suprised at how many people seemed to sleep thru it. It appeared to get louder and louder and I sat straight up. I was so exhausted having walked in pouring rain by myself and was lost a good part of the day from Finesterre. I was shocked that here at the end of the trip that some inconsiderate person would let their alarm go off to inconvience EVERYONE in the room. You would think that they had the system down by the last day (or two).
I sat up and in my sleep looked around eager to guess who the thoughtless soul was. I looked from bunk to bunk, "it must be that person look they are taking up two beds with all of their stuff". "It must be that person"... I kept guessing ...
muttering under my breath, "turn that thing off".
Then the nicest man came up beside my bunk and he touched me lightly on the shoulder and he pointed to my locker. I remember having this almightly reaction, "oh NO it is not me...I have not used an alarm clock". I had my nose in the air thinking, "I am a considerate pilgrim, it of course would NEVER be me!".
It ends up back on the otherside of the Atlantic Ocean one of my children pressed a button on one of our Apple devices that said, "find my ipad"...and sure enough that awful pilgrim who was making all of this noise 44 days into this was none other than this considerate Pilgrim.
Here in the States we call that "a serving of humble pie"...