Yesterday evening conversation turned to where.are.you.walking.to.tomorrow? Someone immediately observed, “No one will stop in Puente la Reina, that’s much too short a day.” Which happens to be exactly what I am looking for and so that was my plan. It was meant to be 10km with a detour to the stone Romanesque church Santa Maria de Eunate, built in 1170. (Coming from New Zealand where anything over 100 years is thought to be old, the age alone was enough to make me want to see it. Add to that the fact that we detoured to it on a previous camino only to find it closed, and it was not too difficult to convince myself the couple of extra kilometers were a good idea)
I set off with two ladies I met yesterday, and one of them mentioned that they have 12 rules of the camino, number one of which is “Guidebook distances are all lies”. That turned out to be true enough. 14.2km is what my phone read out by midafternoon, although to be fair to the guidebook writers, we must have walked around the church a dozen times and every step I take from when I get up to when I go to bed is logged as I am carrying my phone with me all the time.
Wanting to ease off a bit for the Achilles, which was burning at every little incline, I deposited myself in the garden of the albergue for the afternoon with the intention to move nowhere for as long as possible. It took some resolve to NOT go and see the puente that the village is named after. Having been built over a thousand years ago, it will still be there tomorrow.
I finished off pages in my journal…
…started this blog post and then I will FINALLY get to some writing. (So far I have done no writing, no reflecting, no cross stitch, no knitting…but I suppose I have only been on the ground three days and I am trying to just take things as they come and be open to what is in front of me)
So today…
Another cold start with blustery wind turned into a Stunner.
And a video of it will upload… the church at Obanos
Vídeo – Obanos church with cross
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