Fun & Pain = Camino
Already more than a week ago we started (my mother and I) on this adventure. A strange combination of all the people we encounter, because they love their mothers-preferably at a distance. The farther the better. Not me, but if it comes to that, I will turn left where she turns right and since we are always lost, there is little chance that we will meet each other somewhere 😉 problem solved.
Fortunately, it is still good and that is because we have a lot of fun together. We do the Camino together but each with their own reason, Joke for sports performance and cultural interest and because I believe, spirituality and curiosity. Still, we were soon learned that the Camino is much more than what we previously had expected or thought. It is a journey that invites you to think about life, but also to laugh at the jokes that life with your pulls every day. During the Camino culture not only calf muscles but also abdominal muscles and crow's feet from laughing. Depending om laughs all: to the exit you missed just as you have walked so many kilometers and very tired, to the downpour that ruined your outfit for the rest of the day, to the crazy Spaniards who pass to 22.00 hours eating while you order 18.00 hours starving and nowhere can have a meal. Every other Pilgrims like madmen walk past because they have a good spot in a Alberge (inn) and want to get to thousands of futilities, where you do not normally focus on.
But besides fun and laughter Camino also has a hard edge. You are confronted daily with your shortcomings, I put ego, certain traits of your personality and with the other.
A funny example of a few days back:
I like to be able to "young" woman of thirty thought physically all. I'm confident: let the long walking days coming because I stand my ground or. But after the first few kilometers I already got problems with my shoulder, knee and ankle. To be sure I bought stockings (not the most sexy set of a Victoria Secret Collection, but ahead) This way I avoided being assaulted along the way 😉 by old men. But in vain, I'm not assaulted by old men but we do not easily get rid of them, Once we have a chat with them out of politeness, they stick so long that we are more inclined to walk until they can not keep us. But things got tricky two days ago when an old man with a walking stick walked faster than me 🙂 . Ouch that hurt my ego, pure the realization that I'm not as fit as I thought I was.
One Comment
Wilma
great though! In……..Keep walking and writing ! ?