Well, here I am, 3 days into the Camino. Exhausted. Sore. Driven, and committed. Today was by far the longest and most grueling of the three, as I sit here aching in pain, in need of an ice bath to sooth my feet; I’m more than proud of myself for pushing through a 12 hour hike today. Conquered two mountains, got to ease my way through the rolling hills of the green spanish country side and met some great people along the way.
Starting in Saint Jean Pied de Port, France; I’m now sitting in a bar/restaurant in Obanos, Spain trying to think of the words to help give you an idea of what these past couple days have been like. I’ve had countless encounters with people from all walks of life, young and old; some with children, others with their pet dog. The size of your bank account, or what power you hold amongst your colleagues back home, doesn’t matter here. We’re all equally struggling with one common goal, to reach Santiago.
Being a 21 year old, solo traveler from California has definitely gained me a reputation around here, it’s pretty cool. I’ve had people offer me walnuts, chocolate, and these prune looking things with seeds at the core of them, with a couple questions following like “what do you do back home”, “what made you want to do the Camino”, and “what is your plans for when you return”. I can’t wait for what the next 30+ days have in store. ENJOY THE PICS!