Oh that’s right, I remember now.
The first day back on camino often brings that sentence to mind.
snoring * sniffing * snorting * farting * rustling sleeping bags * squeaking bunks * sighing * shuffling slides on flagstones * flip flopping flip flops * whirring zips * beaming torches right in your eyes
All those things that go with camino communal sleeping.
Until just after 5am when one lady called out, “Quiet!” Ironically, that´s what woke me. A few minutes later she clarified, “Would you stop snoring!” The snorer was oblivious, the rest of us hoped for more sleep. Which might have happened except that the SnorePolice insisted more loudly this time, “Be quiet!”. She then tried clapping and banging on something. Surely this woke everyone else who might have continued to sleep. I hope so, because she then decided to talk….not whisper, but TALK. Which annoyed someone else, who called out, “Be quiet!” The Talker took as much notice of the admonition as the Snorer had done of hers. I lay in my bunk thinking about different types of people (and typed up some quick notes to make sure I relayed the story correctly should I eventually choose to do so, which clearly I have)
I must say a little drama like that has never happened on one of my caminos before.
Oh that’s right, I remember now…
hundreds.of.years.old buildings oozing character and history, holders of ancient stories * church bells * cobblestones * cars and busses automatically giving way to humans standing near the road *
Yes, this morning I started walking. Just a few kilometers up the road in order to keep tomorrow´s walk short enough to keep my Achilles happy. As the albergue we had stayed in last time was not yet open for the season, I took a bus back to Pamplona for a second night. The plan is to bus back to start tomorrow´s walk where I ended today´s.
Getting off the bus was a bit of a lottery because I had no idea where I was, but stumbled upon some memories from last time we were here.
Dont be fooled by the bright blue sky. It´s only 5 degrees Celsius and I am grateful to have a fleece vest AND fleece jacket and merino gloves and rain coat. I am wearing them all.
Back at the albergue…
I spy my box.that.did.not.make.it.to.spain.yesterday.morning perched on a windowsill. Most grateful.
I make lunch for today and tomorrow and still have enough salad left over to share with a couple making noodles. Most grateful.
Buying for one is a little more tricky than buying in bulk, but when 200grams of brie only costs €1,79 you just figure you’ll get a good dose of calcium! Most grateful.
And do you see that biscuit? That´s what you get when you say, “I dońt know what that is, but I want to try it” When the baker explained it was a “cinnamon biscuit with crispy pork, but dońt worry it´s sweet”, I nearly opted for the chocolate one next to it…but how could I say no when he went on to describe it as a local delicacy? It was big and dry and did taste of cinnamon. The pork gave it crackle rather than flavour. Not sure I need to try another.
Now I know I said I wouldn’t take videos, but I managed to…
Vídeo in the square
And one more
Vídeo bell tower
(question: do the photos show as full pictures or are they just squares? I am seeing squares which in some cases miss half the picture)
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