55th Hiking Day
On the way from Ponferrada to Villafranca del Bierzo. Yesterday I missed another chance to see the Templar Castle from the inside. Some things are just not meant to be. But to be honest, I couldn't care less. One question concerns me much more: how do people manage to be so happy without any expectations of the day? So completely haphazardly and without thinking about what will happen 3 hours later? How can you live such an easy life? And how the hell do you get such a goddamn big self-confidence? I just don't understand it. Even the slightest double interpretable situation puts me off my stride and I start to shilly-shally. It seems to be just a matter of time that I will screw up this thing with Adriana. It all starts exactly the same way as last time. Serafin, who already considers the matter settled, just like Paul did with Sam aka Pleun back then. Again, how do people manage to be happy? It's a mystery to me. The contrast to me makes all this even funnier. I lack all the lightness in this matter. Downright admirable. I'm already starting to sweat because I don't know whether to call Adriana Adriana or Adri. Funny, because it's exactly the same problem as it was with Sam / Pleun. And to top it all, I ask her if we »want to cook today« and thus pointing out again that I'm as stiff as whipped cream. Unwanted truth. Well, tonight I'm guaranteed to behave clumsy like a world champion and acting all dressed up but nowhere to go. Even in this situation I suspect that alcohol may not be the best of all solutions but yes: alcohol it is. So great, if that would be my Camino revelation. Anyway, let's see where it leads me. Also worth mentioning: Adriana bought tortilla and baguette for a homeless man yesterday in a gas station. That was pretty much the nicest thing I've seen on the Camino so far. I wouldn't even dare to do something like that. Moreover: everyone on this Camino is so busy with himself and what he wants to do with his life (me included) that perhaps the greatest achievement here is to give a little bit of tuna or olive oil to the person sitting next to you. I get the feeling that I am doing something fundamentally wrong.
