Day 60 - Bercianos - September 13- Day 13 of 15

Day 60 - Bercianos - September 13- Day 13 of 15

Well the day started off a little rough. As I explained before we hospitaleras get about six hours of sleep on average. The albergue information that is given to every pilgrim says that you are not to get up, pack your backs or turn on any lights before 6 am. For thirteen straight days everyone has adhered to this request. This morning two guys were fully dressed with back packs on ready to go at 5:40 when we got up. They were up at 5 am getting ready. I know this because this building was built in the 16th century and every foot step upstairs sounds downstairs like a large person is walking around. We hospitaleras sleep downstairs. So there went the last forty minutes of my sleep.Needless to say I was a little cranky starting off my day. The instruction is really benefit of the other pilgrims, not the hospitaleros, but I'm running on too little sleep. One of the guys is a young Italian guy who must get away with murder sweet talking his mama, cause he started with me, I gave him a look that froze him mid ooze. And went and got coffee. He and his friends scurried out the door before the other pilgrims came down. Things looked up from there   

I was thinking I was going to vet to bed at 10 or 10:30 last night, but we had some hinky things go down. A young Italian guy came in with a story about coming to Madrid with no money, begging on the streets and somehow winding up on the Camino where he has been sleeping on the streets and begging. I got the story on the move in Spanish, so the details are a little fuzzy. I was busy watching a young Korean kid who was running what looked and sounded like a con on another young pilgrim and borrowing Merusa's phone to call someone in Madrid to book this guy up with. It was all a little bit hunky.  I have hinky radar and it was flashing red lights last night. So by the time it al settled down and I finished contemplating flies it was 11:30. 

Speaking of flies, it's almost 5 pm and I haven't killed one all day! I just think about their little fly souls and I don't swat them. This is how I stopped smoking. Change my attitude from "I can't" smoke/swat flies to something positive, thank you God I don't have to put that in my lungs today/thinking about fly souls. For me in some strange way thinking about dies having souls makes me not want swat them. But the flies seem to sense the difference today, somehow they knew things were different. Because several times today they were dive bombing me.  So maybe it has been a productive day spiritually.

It's 10:45 pm and almost time for bed. I had a short siesta today, about 45 minutes. It felt good. I went the whole day without killing a fly. I think that feels good too. My time here in Bercianos is drawing to a close. Tomorrow morning we are going to the village where Jorge lives to see a. Interesting church. I don't know why it is interesting, and to be an interesting church in Spain, you have to be some kind of church. Because there are a ton of churches here and many of them are interesting for one reason or another. Some because some miracle occurred in or about them, some for their beauty or architecture, some for their history, even some for an oddity of there structure, like one whose walls were built intentionally slanted outward. So I am curious to see why this one is interesting. Stay tuned. After Jorge's village we are going to Sahagún to the street market, bazaar Chino and perhaps the supermercado. 

So with such an exciting day ahead I need to get some sleep, so I don't fall asleep in the car tomorrow and miss the whole thing. By the way, the sunset was spectacular tonight! I snuck out of dinner to take photos. Bad girl. lol