Phoenix
Veteran Member
- Time of past OR future Camino
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After eight days on the CF, I am now home, arriving last night after nearly 24 hours of bus rides and flights. My Parkinson's brain and legs couldn’t seem to connect on a consistent basis on this Camino. At the rate I was walking, I would’ve completed the trek to Santiago de Compostela sometime next year ...
I made the decision on Monday morning while shuffling along between Hornillos del Camino and Hontanas; I just knew my 2018 Camino was completed. I am neither disappointed nor discouraged. Although the walking was difficult, I had several wonderful encounters with other pilgrims and travelers. For me, those types of encounters are what truly defines a Camino.
From the senior, salty French paratrooper who appeared out of nowhere to instinctively pace my steps going up the Pyrenees from Orisson to Roncesvalles to the kind Irish pilgrim I met in the Logroño bus station (the eerily spitting image of my father had he lived into his 70s), from having a raucous dinner/discussion with two Swedes, two Germans, and a young American at an Irish pub in a small town in northern Spain to reuniting with a dear Canadian friend from a previous Camino: these are but a small sampling of the pilgrims I met and experiences I had along The Way.
Although shorter than planned, it was a great experience. My primary goal for walking this (third) Camino was to take a million steps of thanksgiving to God for the many blessings He has given me in this life. Although I didn't reach a million, each step I did take was a heartfelt offering of gratitude. It was a good Camino.
I made the decision on Monday morning while shuffling along between Hornillos del Camino and Hontanas; I just knew my 2018 Camino was completed. I am neither disappointed nor discouraged. Although the walking was difficult, I had several wonderful encounters with other pilgrims and travelers. For me, those types of encounters are what truly defines a Camino.
From the senior, salty French paratrooper who appeared out of nowhere to instinctively pace my steps going up the Pyrenees from Orisson to Roncesvalles to the kind Irish pilgrim I met in the Logroño bus station (the eerily spitting image of my father had he lived into his 70s), from having a raucous dinner/discussion with two Swedes, two Germans, and a young American at an Irish pub in a small town in northern Spain to reuniting with a dear Canadian friend from a previous Camino: these are but a small sampling of the pilgrims I met and experiences I had along The Way.
Although shorter than planned, it was a great experience. My primary goal for walking this (third) Camino was to take a million steps of thanksgiving to God for the many blessings He has given me in this life. Although I didn't reach a million, each step I did take was a heartfelt offering of gratitude. It was a good Camino.