On the Camino 21 days
No problem with the cold last night. I put my convertible pants on over my yoga pants, jumped into my sleep sac and was cozy as a bug. I had two young Spanish men as roommates. They are riding bicycles on the Camino and do not speak a word of English. They were very nice and polite. This was their first day on the Camino. They started from home which is a village on the Camino, outside of Burgos.
This morning I was blasted out of sleep by one of my roommate's alarm on his phone. I think it was some kind of Spanish hard rock, but really wasn't awake enough to know. He went back to sleep, I couldn't go back to sleep. Why does this always happen? Why set an alarm if you aren't going to get up?
Not a big deal, because 6:30 is a perfectly acceptable time for me to get up. So I got organized, went down to the bar for café con leche, checked my Facebook, no comments :(, checked my email and I had two farm Sheila and Michelle :). Every morning when I get up I look for comments and messages. It's a great way to start the day.
The morning was glorious. The way was a rolling path. There were golden fields. As I was walking along admiring God's artistry, two biking Peregrinos pulled up beside me. I said "Buen Camino" but they stopped and one of them pulled out my cord to charge my phone and iPod with the adaptor attached. I had left it plugged into the wall by my bed. These boys took the time and trouble to bring it with them and look for me on the Camino. Two handsome Camino Angels! I thanked them profusely. They said "Buen Camino" and rode off.
I stopped at Moratinos to get some sesame seed and nut snacks I like to take with me. I looked for peaceable kingdom, but didn't find it.
I forgot to mention Ledigos in yesterday's post. I was going to stop there last night until I got close to the village and said, " oh, hell no." I stayed there last year. There is a man and a woman and a younger woman I assume is their daughter. They are the three most miserable and unfriendly people I have met in two Caminos. This is an example of change in management. Apparently these folks took over a few years ago. The albergue itself is ok. It's a converted barn. It's old and kind of run down, but also kind of trippy. But these people are so miserable it just permeates the air. I actually feel compassion for them. It truly sucks to be that miserable, but it doesn't mean I want to jump in the pool. I saw a woman I know(the one I met coming out of Burgos) and she stayed there last night. She had the same reaction I did.
So yesterday I walked on to Terradillos where the people were friendly and the food was good. Tomorrow night I'm staying in El Burgos Ranero and I'm really excited about that and looking forward to seeing the Laguna and the sunset. I'm going to stop in at Bercianos and say "hola" to the hospitaleros I will be replacing on September 1 for my two week stint and to see if there is anything I can get in Leon to bring back.
Well, right now I'm sitting in a bar having café con leche and four men at the table next to me are engaged in what looks like an all day card game. I'm meeting Michael and his wife Kathryn at 8pm for dinner I think. They are stopping here. Their time is up. They need to get home, their son is getting married. Guess where? Crystal Cove. My favorite beach.
I'm going to beg again. Please don't just click "like," please comment even if it is to say, "when are you going to stop posting." Or send emails. Tell me what you are doing. I miss hearing from you. I don't mean you Trish, you are my hero!
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