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Yep, that’s right I’ve been in Bali (with the exception of 3 days in Singapore and 2 weeks in Vietnam) since I left Santiago late November. Back then (which seems like a lifetime ago) I couldn’t imagine walking one more step in soggy, wet Galicia. I walked from Le Puy to Santiago and I was DONE by the end of my journey. I couldn’t handle another night at municipal albergues; the snoring, wet clothes stinking up the dorms at 2am, lack of personal space.
Now, guess what? All I can think about is walking, personal space be damned. I’m a introvert who recharges in my personal space and well, let’s just say right now I’ve got a wealth of personal space. I’ve deeply enjoyed parts of this experience; slowing down, eating nourishing food, reading books...which has helped heal 8 years of chronic stress. But of course, like the Camino does so well, it creeps back in the back of my brain, whispering “come back”. I’ll never take humanity for granted ever again. Give me all the communal dinners, the bunks beds, the aching Achilles heels, sore muscles and enormous, carb-laden meals. Oh and the vino tinto.
So this month I’m learning Indonesian because I need a focus and going crazy without a purpose. And crossing my fingers I can squeeze a Camino in sooner or later. Watching Efren Gonzales’ new YouTube series on the Norte is getting me through these strange times
Bali is built and runs on 80% tourism. Most of the tourists have left, leaving most locals out of a job and starving. Many valiant efforts are being spearheaded in the way of food drives and free meals from restaurants. People don’t hoard here, as many have no savings. Anyone who has visited Bali knows a thing or two about the locals-they are some of the kindest people you’ll ever meet. By the way, if anyone is interested in donating a small amount of money to feed a family for 2 weeks, drop me a line-I can make a recommendation. (This post is by no means a bid to solicit donations! No pressure).
Sampai jumpa di Camino (see you later on the Camino). Hang in there, and blessings to all.
Now, guess what? All I can think about is walking, personal space be damned. I’m a introvert who recharges in my personal space and well, let’s just say right now I’ve got a wealth of personal space. I’ve deeply enjoyed parts of this experience; slowing down, eating nourishing food, reading books...which has helped heal 8 years of chronic stress. But of course, like the Camino does so well, it creeps back in the back of my brain, whispering “come back”. I’ll never take humanity for granted ever again. Give me all the communal dinners, the bunks beds, the aching Achilles heels, sore muscles and enormous, carb-laden meals. Oh and the vino tinto.
So this month I’m learning Indonesian because I need a focus and going crazy without a purpose. And crossing my fingers I can squeeze a Camino in sooner or later. Watching Efren Gonzales’ new YouTube series on the Norte is getting me through these strange times
Bali is built and runs on 80% tourism. Most of the tourists have left, leaving most locals out of a job and starving. Many valiant efforts are being spearheaded in the way of food drives and free meals from restaurants. People don’t hoard here, as many have no savings. Anyone who has visited Bali knows a thing or two about the locals-they are some of the kindest people you’ll ever meet. By the way, if anyone is interested in donating a small amount of money to feed a family for 2 weeks, drop me a line-I can make a recommendation. (This post is by no means a bid to solicit donations! No pressure).
Sampai jumpa di Camino (see you later on the Camino). Hang in there, and blessings to all.