St. James Way

50th Goddamn Hiking Day

On the way from Mansilla de las Mulas to León. I would like to visit the museum about Theodor Storm. I'm sure it has to be out there somewhere. Maybe in Husum or Schleswig. I would like to take a closer look at the Frisian vocabulary and indulge myself in the world of Hauke Haien and the dykes. I'm still not sure whether a »Südwester« is the coat or the hat. I only know »Ölzeug« and »Friesennerz«. Maybe there is a museum in León about a well-known writer. I also cooked a little for myself yesterday, read a lot, slept for over 9 hours and had a little chat with a midwife (Felicitas). Incidentally, I walk along country roads, main roads and highways more and more often. I still meet new and nice people. But it doesn't turn into deeper relationships. Maybe it's my own fault. I avoid women who are my type. But of course: if the person is very interesting, the sparkle will come naturally. I include Grandma in my prayers. In other news, I closely follow Brexit and the Ukraine affair.

I'm sitting in a café with coffee and a piece of cake and hear "Free falling" of Tom Betty. Have trust in God and enjoy the little things. This journey is not over yet. Be grateful and kind to people. Be yourself, be strong, be weak. Don't justify yourself and write to music. Listen to people until you decide you've listened enough. Walk your own way to the end.