A new day

Today I begin Camino, take 2; a somewhat revised plan but it is the one that makes sense. My time in Gijon with Lali was so restorative in so many ways. She is an incredibly kind, caring, and generous person. I am so grateful.

Physically I am feeling better.

My leg doesn’t tolerate much yet but every day that goes well gives permission for a small bit more the next. Yesterday Lali treated me to a wonderful drive up into the Pico de Europa mountains. We stopped at a famous viewpoint and then went on to a beautiful spot high in the mountains with a small chapel in a cave on the side of a mountain and a large gothic Basillica – the place where years ago Lali was married. They were tuning the huge pipe organ in preparation for a concert coming up. The acoustics were unbelievable.
  

Lali and I enjoyed another Asturian meal. There are many special dishes, food, and drink items unique to Asturias and I think with Lali’s guidance, I tried them all.

Our final stop after lunch was at two high lakes that must be accessed by bus because the narrow road with its steep drop offs isn’t safe for bus drivers and motorists to navigate at the same time. There are mountain trails and Refugio’s just as in the Dolomites. How long can a bucket list get???

Today I reluctantly said goodbye to Lali and took the 4 hour bus ride to Burgos. I am going to complete the Camino on the Frances for several reasons but mostly because there are options to bus for now when walking isn’t an option and there is more infrastructure if I need it. There are wonderful things to see this way. I had chosen differently because of the much larger number of Pilgrims on the Frances and I am so grateful for the 16 days I had on the Norte. This will be different but I’m excited for the experiences to come. the first difference to note is the loss of the sea and its influence of the weather. It is 90 here.

I am about to visit the cathedral but am having a cold drink and wifi moment at a cafe across from the Albergue. I was surprised to discover how comforting it was to settle into my bunk and feel like a pilgrim once again. I felt right at home and went through what has become a practiced routine arriving at a new Albergue.

My hope is that I will be able to walk the last 100 km. time will tell. If not though I think I will have my own special feelings on arrival to Santiago.