Sunday, June 29, 2008

Posts from El Camino, 29.6.08

And today we are flying home, this evening at 5 pm. I will be home after midnight. I cannot wait to get out. Santiago is a tourist trap, a place where you can only shop and eat. The cathedral was interesting and I will describe my experience there separately.

Posts from El Camino, 22.6.08

It was a very hard day yesterday. We walked to Melide, about 23 km. It was hard, my body was so tired, I felt sick. H did not want to walk, he had pain in his hip, but he made it. We saw a cat on the way, with its two legs being run over by a car. Terrible. It could not walk, was suffering and screaming in pain. I wish we could take him to a vet, but how and where?

Today we stayed in Melide an extra day. Really needed it. Slept until 9 am and then after breakfast until 2 pm. On the other hand, my hair has been falling out like crazy during this trip. (note 29.6.08 - this hairloss now is a big concern as the hair is still falling out, A LOT).

Then I channeled some info. I asked this question, "How do I feel here?" (B)
A: Very very very unhappy.
B Why?
A The company, the place, the hardships. It needs to end soon. Needs to end ASAP. Go home, go home, go home NOW.
B What about finishing the trip?
A Go HOME! Need to be there. Leave, leave, leave, leave, need to be home now.
B Can I rest in Santiago?
A Only take cabs, buses, do not walk.Do not strain yourself.
B Wgat about walking to Arzua? (which is the next stop)
A Take a bus after Arzua. Go home, go home, leave, leave, leave.
B What should I do about my job?
A Go to Russia, deal with Russia
B Whaty should I do about my hair?
A Rogaine, go to Dr, check hormones, rest, sleep.

Posts from El Camino, 20.6.08

Yesterday there was a game Germany-Portugal. My "friend" told me that Ger will win and they did. I should start gambling a little bit. I thought the score would be 3:1, but it was 3:2. Today was a hard day again. I walked approximately 17.3-17.4 km from Portomarin to Airexa. I can see that it´s getting easier to walk. I noticed that I needed to eat a bocadillo around 10-10:30 to keep up my energy level, but today in addition to bocadillo, I had a desert, a flan. This flan really kick started me. I had a huge burst of energy and went well ahead of the others I was following and could not catch up with. THe road went jup and down, it went up a lot, actually, the sun was merciless. I could see that my muscles are not so tired as before, but it is the heat that I cannot tolerate.

It was also interesting to walk alone today, H took a cab and we agreed where we were going to meet. I was daydreaming more, and it also feels a bit lonely, but also freeing to walk alone. I was glad to see him.

Today I realized what the Camino trip is about. To some, it is about pushing yourslef, to others it is about walking, to others it is about losing weight. I can be about anything one wants it to be. First I wanted to push myself to see if I can overcome myself, my body, my physical limitations, and I can. However, today I noticed that my feet are swollen, my hands and fingers are swollen. I had a vision of my body as something that is really bleeding; it hasmany open wounds. I do not think now that this Camino experience is good for my body. This constant pushing myself and constant consumption of fried and junk food is not good for me. My back is tired to carry the backpack, my feet hurt in the new shoes. I am enjoying my new sandals, however, although they are not as green as before, but dusty, very dusty.

Yesterday, the place wehre we stayed, O´Mirador, was not great. NOt so clean, the beds were too close to each other, there was not enough space in the room for 4 of us. To add to this, the French or Swiss French? people were nosiy and two of them snored in a choris at night so loud that I could hear them, despite my earplugs. H told me that it was me who snored so loudly but I could not believe it.

The road today went through a very beautiful forest, but I was so busy pushing myself that I did not notice much of the surrounding. It is a shame.

Posts from El Camino, 19.6 about 18.6.08

Yesterday we went to Serria from Triacastela, the day before, 17.6.08, we actually planned to walk to Samos from Alto do Poio. We stopped in Triacastela for lunch, and after menu del dia, I really felt I could not walk any more. I said nothing to H. We passed the city, started walking on the freeway, him in front of me, and then suddenly when I wanted to ask him to return t Triacastela, he turned to me and said that somebody is pulling his backpack back, as if trying to stop him from walking. Then I said that we should return. So we returned to Triacastela, a lively city, with restaurants and lots of people on the streets. So nice, it felt like a resort, in the middle of this hard and strenuous experience. The feeling of a resort town was nice, but somehow it felt a bit out of place here.

Yet they also had 2 matches -EuroCup - Russia -Sweden and Spain against Greece. Myt prediction about Russia winning was right, yet my prediction about Greece winning was not right. Still I insist it will be Spain who will win this championship. (Note 29.6.08 before Eurocup started, I predicted that Spain will win. The final game is today, let´s see).

Posts from Santiago de Compostela, 19.6.08

A few missed days, did not feel like writing, Today during the trip from Sarria to Portomarin, H had a lot of pain in his hips. We had to walk about 3 km to a bar in Serria county and take a cab to Portomarin. Portomarin is approximately 99 km to Santiago, or so I heard from someone today. I did not check the distance on the map to verify. A big lesson here, during this trip, is to be in the now, walk, enjoy the walk, enjoy the perseverence, yet at the same time, to listen to my body. You learn to think only a few km´s ahead, and not plan too much for tomorrow or day after tomorrow, etc. The state of your mind and also the state of your legs determine where you will end up. Such a lesson to learn for "real" life after the Camino.

The road today went up and down, we passed a forest and some villages that smelled of cow shit. There were lots of loose dogs, I was quite scared. I was also a bit upset that H could not walk today, I was not sure what to do, should I walk the distance- I felt up to it or should I take the cab with him? I asked my advisor and he said "go with him". So I did. We arrived to a private refugio, O´Mirador. It is packed wiht people, lots of Germans. I see the same Germans, a girl from Cologne, 2 women from another hostel where we stayed, an older german couple in their 60´s who walked from the French border.

I was also a bit upset, I "needed" this exercise, so I went for a short walk around the refugio. We´re next to a lake, so I crossed a small bridge we are going to cross tomorrow.

I convinced H to ship some of our things poste restante to Santiago - we sent 6.1 kg, mostly his stuff. Hew also bought 2 walking sticks, I hope they help with his hip. I walked in my new shoes, cute sandals made by Teva. I bought them yesterday in Serria and paid 80 Euro. I loved them. They are green and look like animal paws. So comfy! I was looking forward to walking in them, but htis has to wait until tomorrow.

Posts from Santiago de Compostela, 14.6.08

Today the real tour started. We could not get out of Ponferrada by walking out of the city, but by chance were guided to a bus stop with a bus that took us to the next village, so we "saved" 4.8 km. Then the walk began. It was hard. The path went up and the sun was up there and it was hot and hard. As I walked, I got a message from the owl that said that a surprize is waiting for me in Santiago. Let´s see (note 29.6.08, not sure what the surprize was, maybe that I will not like Santiago which actually did surprize me how much I hated being here. It was unbearable). My bag is so heavy, it is about 10 kg (note 29.6.08 - we shipped 6 kg to Santiago poste restante, so it got a bit easier). Somewhere during the last 3 im, it became easier for me to walk.The path still went up, but it was no longer as hard.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

i realized i have not posted for a while

I realized I have not posted for a while.
I am now in Santiago, after walking almost 200 km, tomorrow is the last day that we have to walk 5 km. It was a horrendous trip. I am so miserable. I cannot wait to go home.
It was real suffering, both physical and emotional. Get me the fuck outa here! But tomorrow is the last day of walking and then it is the end of it on Sunday when I am flying home, Thank God!