On the Camino 25 days
Well this morning was wild in the kitchen with six hospitaleros, three of whom were trying to remember as much information as they could to pass on and three of whom
were trying to process and and remember as much information as they could. This in addition to all the morning breakfast stuff, like cutting and toasting the bread for forty people making coffee, heating milk and water, putting out the margarine, jam, Nutella, answering questions from pilgrims, filling their water bottles, accepting their thanks and wishing them Buen Camino. Oh yeah, and washing the glasses and spoons as fast as possible because we don't have enough. Like I said, "wild."
So we got all that done, had breakfast ourselves, and packed. Then there big hugs and tears in my eyes as we said our good byes. I got a picture of all of us on the stairs and a picture of the bears. Then Merusa and I took off for León. By this time I was pretty sure I was going to walk to the next town, which was 4.5 miles. Merusa and I got almost to León when Rosa calls Merusa to say I had forgotten a bag with some pills in it. Merusa relayed the conversation and asked of I wanted to go back. I didn't want to, if it had been almost anything else I wouldn't have. The what she called pills were boatmen B2 and magnesium I take to prevent my ocular migraines and the medicine I take sometimes when I get them because the prevention, very effective is not full proof. I've tried to buy the B2 in Spain and have been unable to find it so I bring it with me.
These things are necessary because my ocular migraines are scary and very uncomfortable for my whole body. So Merusa turns around cheerfully and says, "No pasanada," (it's not a problem, no big deal) I felt bad but it was a lovely drive. We spent much of it talking about how she wished she could walk with me and talking about the California Missions. She wants to come to California and walk the Missions. She asked me to vet her some information and I promised her I would. She dropped me in León.
I went to the info office and found out where the Correos was, then I to the Correos and mailed some stuff I had used in Bercianos to Santiago. Then I started to walk. I intended to go 4.5 miles, but I felt pretty good at 4.5 miles. I was dancing to the music on my iPod as I went along, poles clacking on the ground to keep time. One young couple who had beenbat Bercianos when I was there passed me then I would pass them. One time they came up behind me and made dancing movements and smiled. They had been watching my antics. We all laughed. By the time I stopped I had walked 13 miles. That doesn't sound like much until you do it with back pack. Since I didn't leave León until 11:30, I didn't get to Villadangos del Páramo until 4:30.
I met a man named Stephen who had also been at Bercianos and we ended up as room mates in Villadangos. The young couple is here too. I did my routine took a shower , washed my clothes and ate. Now I'm so sleepy I can't keep my eyes open.. Today when I stooped for coffee, the young man working at the bar asked me where I was from. I told him and he said I spoke Spanish very well! On that note I think I'll go to sleep.
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