St. James Way

51st Hiking Day

On the way from León to San Martin del Camino. Mood is up and down. Today I lack my verve. This morning, however, I made a nice walk from León in the dark. A beautiful city, at least this time. The basilica with the finely painted altarpieces was already quite impressive. But the Cathedral, I liked it even more than the one in Burgos. Fine and precise stone carvings, beautifully chiselled and enormous in size. There is also the choir with the beautifully carved dark wood chairs. Tall, very tall windows made of stained glass. And there was something Christmas-like about everything with the lighting at dusk. In the evening I had vermouth and tapas, as much as I could wish for. I had a very funny conversation with Adriana. You can easily sink into her brown eyes. I also talked to Serafin from Deportivo la Coruna, Galicia. Erik joined later. The whole situation smells like a romantic thing again. It gets complicated again, to be honest. I just don't feel like it, rather I want to go my own way. The only thing that would bother me about it is the loneliness.

But, big but: I try to maintain my curiosity.

The real me never says a single word, loves to listen and likes to have a peaceful life in which others are happy too.

After a missed call, Paul sends me a voice message. He really pushed the beer drinking extremely, but - maybe because of that - a fabulous guy. How do you answer phone calls again? Perhaps that is the alcohol, but he is really missed here.

I can still remember how he tried to teach the Hungarian boy English. A great guy, I don't want to deny it. But that his wife allegedly wouldn't hear his snoring is nonsense at its best, of course. If she says so, all I can say is: Paul, stick to your wife, man! Anyone who can maintain this construct of lies for 24 years of marriage just because of consideration for the feelings of your better half cannot be underestimated in terms of value.

And what is true today is also true tomorrow: have a little trust in God. Everything will tear, everything will break, everything will pass. But I sit here and trust. And if I can't do that, then at least I'll try.

Okay, I'm alone here. However, the Albergue has plenty of grapes.