St. James Way

49th Hiking Day

On the way from Bercianos del Real Camino to Mansilla de las Mulas. I said, just a few days ago, that I wouldn't dream. But that's not true. Last night I dreamed and the memory is still there. I was in a meeting and some kind of moderator asked if all institutions in Germany could be abolished. I then answered from the crowd: mostly yes. Then a woman interrupted me mockingly. So I explained that the President could not be disempowered. Chancellors, however, can be "disempowered" in two ways. Either the Chancellor himself asks for a vote of confidence. If he does not get the necessary majority in the following vote, new elections will take place. Second, there can be a vote of no confidence. This requires a two-thirds majority in the Bundestag. Once the hurdle has been overcome, new elections will also take place. In addition, even basic rights can be changed with a two-thirds majority of the parliament. The exception is of course Article 1 and, I believe, Article 19 of the constitution. [The question arises, of course, whether all articles on the organization of the state can also be changed.] Well, I can't remember the woman's reaction. But interesting how you can deduce that so quickly in a dream. Not everything has to be right, by the way. The dream changed completely after that and became a vague affair. I can vaguely remember that I was out with Ann-Catherine and a group of pilgrims and we weighed up whether we should reserve a hostel or not.

Apart from that, I'm trying to eat my way through the Spanish sweet pastries. Cake Santiago. Really sweet, tastes like almonds and marzipan. Heavenly. And now a kind of semi-hard and hot tartlet. The spirits rise. Yesterday we cooked together in the Albergue (donativo), which is always fun. Cut almost half a sack of bread. The lentil soup was very sparse however. Almost no sausage. Before that, salad, and either apple or orange for desert. This morning just cold coffee, but at least tasty hard biscuits.

I have a feeling that my journey is slowly coming to an end. I finish this thing, but there aren't any important questions that puzzle me. What's next? I don't think that the question can be answered here in Spain. The answer will be waiting for me in Germany. And then the big variable: can I take the tender trust in God that I have gained here back to Germany? Save it? Isn't the answer to that trust in God itself? I turn on the lights, put the beer bottles in the boxes, empty the ashtrays and sweep out. Closing time. Time for something new. Why not?