Archive for September, 2008

Day 24 – Transformation in San Anton

September 30, 2008

“If your heart is happy, then your feet are happy. But if your heart is not happy, well… then… your feet suffer.” –Jose, hospitalero in San Anton

My heart suffered yesterday, and today my feet are paying the price.

I woke this morning, still in a purposeless mood. Why get up and continue walking, when I can´t remember the point?

Still, I woke, packed up my backpack, and headed out the door. I made it about 12 miles before the pain in my feet finally begged me to stop at the 15th century Gothic ruins of San Anton.

San Anton arches

San Anton arches

I hobbled to a bench outside the ruins and sat down, purposeless and hurting. I took off my boots and socks to figure out what this new pain in my feet was about, and found two large blisters forming UNDERNEATH the callouses on the back of my heel. (How this happened, I don´t know.)

A man walked by and told me that Jose, inside the ruins, could help me with my feet. So I hobbled inside the ruins and found Jose.

Jose is the hospitalero (sp?) or, man in charge, at the San Anton ruins. He and another pilgrim named Jaime (pronounced Hi-may) immediately came over to inspect my heels and to help.

Their solution? Thread a needle with some all-purpose thread. Sterlize the needle using a flame from a lighter. Sterilize the thread with some alcochol medicine stuff. Insert needle into blister (did I mention it was UNDERNEATH a callous??). Pull the needle through, so that the thread remains in the blister, as a means for the fluid to drain.

Repeat on other heel.

Yeah. Anyway, Jose and Jaime were terrific and kind and wonderful. After they did this, Jose informed me that I needed to rest now and that I should spend the night there.

Spend the night there?

Did I mention we were sitting in the middle of 15th century Gothic RUINS? Think crumbled walls and gravel floor, and you´ll begin to picture it.

Ruins at San Anton

Ruins at San Anton

Ruins at San Anton

Ruins at San Anton

Ruins at San Anton

Ruins at San Anton

But sure enough, there was a tarp hanging over one crumbled wall and behind it were six bunk beds. Behind another tarp was an actual working toilet, sink, and shower. And behind door number three? A working stove and kitchen, and a long table for people to gather and break bread over.

A bonafide alburgue in the middle of 15th century Gothic ruins! How cool!

I soon forgot my own internal issues and foot problems. The place was amazing and beautiful and PEACEFUL. Oh so peaceful.

I sat down to journal:

“Why am I here? How on earth did I develop blisters underneath callouses? How did I come to be in this hauntingly beautiful place? Why does it feel like outside forces want me to slow down?”

Sitting there, praying and writing, my purpose returned.

My purpose is to love God the way He wants to be loved. My purpose is to love God, and glorify Him as best I can on any given day.

That´s it. Plain and simple. It may not seem like much to some of you reading it, but it was a transformational moment for me. Everything has become much clearer to me now.

And it´s changed my Camino too. Now, instead of a pilgrim walking toward the destination of Santiago, I am a woman simply walking (currently across Spain), trying to love God as best she can along the way.

I will continue walking, but if, in the end, I end up having to take a bus to Santiago, then so be it. I finally realized it´s not about how many miles I am walking across Spain, it´s about how happy those miles are.

I have found my purpose again. I have found my happy again.

I´m ready to walk, and share the love.

Blessings,

Luci

Day 23 – Purposeless in Hornillos del Camino

September 29, 2008

Today was a tough, tough day. I forgot my purpose in walking this Camino. And, let me tell you, it´s tough convincing yourself to get out of a warm, luxurious hotel bed and walk 12 miles when you can´t remember why you´re doing it in the first place.

The day started off on a negative note, which didn´t help things. The rest day in Burgos was great, but this morning, when I woke up, I couldn´t remember why I was doing this anymore. Then, as we started walking, that mood festered. Some other negative things happened in the morning as well, adding to an overall feeling of discontent, but mostly I was just feeling lost.

Here´s an excerpt from my journal:

“I find myself questioning the purpose of the journey. Why am I doing this? What´s the point? Do I really need to walk all 500 miles to figure it out? Isn´t 177.2 miles (distance walked to date) enough? Is there a purpose or point in continuing? Is there something to be learned that only 500 miles can teach?”

As I walked on that day, my mood spiraled downward. I had lost my purpose. I could not, for the life of me, figure out what I was doing walking across Spain.

I end today in Hornillos del Camino. I have spent some time in prayer asking God to show me my purpose, to help me understand why I´m here. To give me some reason, any reason, to continue walking.

As soon as I get a response from Him, I´ll let you know.

Camino Road to Hornillos

Camino Road to Hornillos

Camino Route

September 28, 2008

Hi Everyone!

I´ve added a new page to the Camino de Santiago section of this website. It´s called “Luci´s Camino Route” and it lists the route and miles I have walked so far.

Let me know if there is other information you´d like to know!

Day 22 – Rest in Burgos

September 28, 2008

Greetings from Burgos! Internet has been harder to come by the last few days, so this blog entry will be full of a lot of random updates and pieces of information.

First and foremost, the Spirit Meter continues to clock in at 9 and 10! Sometimes there is a one point deduction if I´m feeling particulary hungry or tired, but for the most part, life and the Camino have been fabulous. Í am truly a happy, thankful, and content pilgrim.

I´m currently writing to you from Burgos, which is in the Castilla y Leon region of Spain. We started in Navarra, which is mostly Basque, and then walked through La Rioja, and are now in Castilla y Leon.

Navarra was in the foothills of the Pyrenees, and had many tiny hamlets and villages that were quaint and lovely. La Rioja was probably my favorite so far to walk through — lots of red soil and green vineyards and rolling hills. Just lovely. It´s what I imagine Tuscany looks like, but I´ve never been to Tuscany, so I don´t know for sure. We entered Castilla y Leon two days ago and this is where we will walk most of the journey, until we come to the region of Galicia, where Santiago de Compostela is.

As of today, Ann and I have walked 166 miles in 17 days! Not too shabby, if I do say so myself. The city of Burgos is about one-third of the way through the journey, so Ann and I have decided to stop and rest for one day to allow our bodies and spirits a brief respite before continuing onto the Mesata (long, flat, unshaded portion of the Camino).

Yesterday we checked into the Hotel Cordon here in Burgos and are staying here for TWO nights. I can´t tell you what a LUXURY it is to stay in the same place for two nights in a row. It´s AWESOME. We slept in super late this morning, and I took a very long and very hot shower and didn´t feel the least bit guilty about using up so much hot water. It Was Wonderful.

My body is still holding up very well. I´m definitely stronger than I was three weeks ago when we started. I continue to have problems with my feet though – both of my arches ache a lot and the tendon in my right foot (between the ankle and the arch) is tender to the touch. Nothing is swollen though, so I will press on.

Which brings me to ¨The Most Brilliant Idea I´ve Had All Week¨: I have Advil with me! I totally forgot I had ibuprofen with me and one day I was just really struggling with pain in my feet when all of a sudden I remembered I had it in my pack! Thank God! It was seriously one of the best moments ever. I don´t have to be in so much pain! YAY! Anyway, don´t worry, I´m not becoming a junkie or anything. I only take it when we still have 5 miles left and my feet are really dragging.

Okay, now it´s time for more Random Update from the Road:

Number of Snakes We´ve Seen on the Trail: 3 baby ones

Other Creatures of Note: There have been lots of butterflies lately. I´ll be walking along and one will join me and fly alongside me for a while, and then go off on it´s merry way. It´s pretty cool.

Luci´s Wacky Invention Idea: I really want to invent a Butt-Skate, like a skateboard for your butt. Every time I hike up a tall hill, I wish I had a butt skate with me that I could just sit on and use to skate down the other side of the hill. Wouldn´t that be fabulous?

Number of Steps Walked in One Day, from Viana to Naverrete: 37,000!! A lovely woman named Barbara has a pedometer and told us that it registered over 37,000 steps the day we walked from Viana to Naverette. My jaw literally dropped when she told me. 37,000 steps in one day!

Countries Represented on the Camino (people we have personally met): Canada, Great Britain, Belgium, France, Germany, Spain, Switzerland, Sweden, Norway, Denmark, South Africa, Australia, Korea, Japan, Mexico, Bolivia, Brazil, Slovenia, Ireland, and one guy from Macadonia. I´m loving the internationalness of it all!

Best Internationally Represented Dinner: Ann and I shared pilgrim´s meal in Villamayor with Andre from France, Renee from Belgium, Enrique from Spain, and Clement from Macedonia & Australia. It was wonderful company and conversation!

Best Shower: Alburgue in Villafranka. Each shower stall had its own little room, with hooks and a stool, so your clean clothes didn´t get wet from the spray of the shower. Also, plenty of hot water. It was lovely.

Funniest Toilet Experience: Alburgue in Santo Domingo. The toilet room had a low wooden beam hanging down, so I was trying to keep from banging my head into that, while holding the door shut (lock was broken and door wouldn´t shut unless you held it there), while trying to get toilet paper out of reach, while also keeping on eye on the light switch because it kept turning off every 25 seconds. Eventually I managed to take care of business, but it was a pretty humorous attempt.

A Snippet of the Scene from the Villafranca Alburgue: I was lounging on my bottom bunk in a room filled with 10 bunks. In one corner there was a long table that a group of about 10 Spainish pilgrims were dining at and laughing and lingering over some red wine. In another corner was a cute younger couple who had met on the Camino and they were playing Battleship. In another corner was a married couple trying to have some quiet cuddle time together before lights were shut out. Overall, it´s a typical scene found at night in the alburgues.

Pilgrims gather to help someone with a blister

Villafranca Alburgue: Pilgrims gather to help someone with a blister

Battleship! at Villafranca alburgue

Battleship! at Villafranca alburgue

Craziest Bunk Beds: In the alburgue in Viana. Triple Bunk Beds! Fortunately, I got a bottom bunk.

Favorite Time of Day: Is now a tie between watching the sun rise every morning, and that moment in the afternoon when the town we are going to stay at finally comes into view. I have some pretty awesome photos of these two things… hopefully some day soon I´ll actually be able to upload them.

Recent Beautiful Moment: Walking to Grañon in the early morning light, we passed a field of sunflowers that were no longer in bloom. They looked a bit sad and deflated, but then a beam of sunlight poked through the clouds, lighting them up. And in that moment, instead of looking like flowers past their prime, they became transformed into beautiful sun flowers bowing their heads to the rising sun. They looked like little angels bowing down, greeting the dawn of a new day. It was breathtaking.

Sunflowers greet the dawn of a new day

Sunflowers greet the dawn of a new day

Random Funny/Embarrassing Moment: Years ago, my younger sister was teaching some basic sign language to my niece. The sign for ice-cream is to hold your hand up in a fist in front of your face (like you´re holding an ice-cream cone), and stick your tongue out. I always thought this was fabulous, and would often say “ice-cream” to my niece, just to see her make the sign. (Poor girl.) Anyway, a few days ago, I walked into a bar to see if they had any ice-cream. I asked for it in Spanish (el helado) but my accent is bad enough that the barrista didn´t understand, so I said it again and this time made the sign by sticking my tongue out and licking an imaginary ice-cream cone. This time the woman understood, and you could just see that she thought it was hilarious. Which, to be fair, it was. I mean, how often does an American girl walk into a bar in rural Spain and ask for ice-cream by sticking her tongue out and licking her hand? Ahhhh…classy.

Okay, that´s it for the random updates… Looking ahead, tomorrow we will leave Burgos and start walking the Meseta. From what I can gather, this is the “lonely” part of Spain, with villages few and far between. I´ll try to update when I can.

Until then, I hope all is well with each of you!

Photos from September 27 and 28, 2008

September 27, 2008
Sunrise over Atapuerca

Sunrise over Atapuerca

Alto Cruceiro

Alto Cruceiro

Pilgrim Stone Spiral, Alto Cruceiro

Pilgrim Stone Spiral, Alto Cruceiro

Burgos Cathedral

Burgos Cathedral

Burgos Cathedral

Burgos Cathedral

Burgos

Burgos

Photos from September 26, 2008

September 26, 2008
Sunrise over Villafranca Montes de Oca

Sunrise over Villafranca Montes de Oca

a view of the day's walk from Alto Mojapan

Camino Road

The walk to Atapuerca

The walk to Atapuerca

Camino Road to Atapuerca

Camino Road to Atapuerca

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Photos from September 25, 2008

September 25, 2008
Sunrise over Villamayor

Sunrise over Villamayor

Storks Nests in Belorado church tower

Storks Nests in Belorado church tower

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Villafranca alburgue window

Photos from September 24, 2008

September 24, 2008
Morning Rush on the Camino (leaving Santo Domingo)

Morning Rush on the Camino (leaving Santo Domingo)

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Day 17 – Spirit Meter: 10! in Santo Domingo

September 23, 2008

Greetings from Santo Domingo de la Calzada! Saint Dominic was a true friend to medieval pilgrims and essentially founded this town in the 12th century.

Tonight we sleep in an alburgue that used to be a monastery. This history on this trip has been interesting, mostly because so much of it is based on the Camino de Santiago. For a pilgrimage that has been integral to the development and sustenance of so many towns, it´s amazing that it isn´t better known.

Anyway, today the Spirit Meter is rocking a solid 9. One point deduction for exhaustion, but my heart and spirit are happy and full and blessed. I feel so much love today, for you, my family and friends and random blog readers… but also for this journey, this adventure, this pilgrimage.

As I mentioned a post or two ago, Ann and I decided it was time to take our training wheels off and really start walking. The last FOUR DAYS alone we have walked 52 miles!!

The first two days of longer walking were tough, and at the end of the second day (in Viana, where I wrote about contentment), I decided to give the Camino one more day to see what would happen on the third day of long walking. And wouldn´t you know, it was the best day yet?

That day we walked to Navarrete, and as we approached the city, after 13 miles, I felt light as a feather. My feet still ached in pain, but my heart and spirit were so light and happy, it just didn’t matter. It was AMAZING. I even JOGGED a few hundred yards at the end of the day, but once I realized what I was doing I stopped immediately. (No sense in going overboard, ya know.)

I don’t know what shifted in me, but since that day, things have been better. Now, 13 miles seems like a normal day´s work. Today, we only walked 9.5 miles, and it felt like cheating. It’s funny how quickly my perception has changed on that front.

While walking, I’ve been spending most of my time praying for the people in my life, and also contemplating the lesson in contentment that I received the other night. I’ve also been praying that I become a better steward of God´s love while I am walking the Camino. I want so much for this pilgrimage to bless and glorify God more than anything else…

You know, just now I realized the connection. The day I started focusing more on making this journey about God is the day things started to become easier for me. As long as my focus remains on him, my spirit is centered and that energizes me. How awesome is that?

Man, I’m just feeling so THANKFUL right now. So Thankful. I have such amazing people in my life… I LOVE reading all of your emails and messages and blog comments. I love it. I love that you are on this journey with me. I truly believe that is one reason why this journey is so meaningful for me — because so many people are walking it spiritually right along with me. And I am so thankful for that. So, thanks for reading along and supporting me.

Wow this is a super cheesy post, but that´s just the way it goes. I feel like I´m beaming love right now. OH! I think the Spirit Meter just hit 10!! YES! Can you feel the love? :-)

Okay, moving on, I thought I would give you an overview of the typical daily schedule:

We usually wake up between 6.30 and 7.00, or whenever everyone else in the room starts waking up and packing up their bags.

We have to repack our bags every day because we´re using everything it every day. It´s kind of pain, but once you realize that´s just part of getting ready in the morning, you deal with it.

Most alburgues usually ask you to leave by 8.00. And, fortunately for this night-blind gal that is about when it becomes just light enough for me to start walking. Also, we´ll usually eat a bite of breakfast before leaving.

So we start walking about 8 or 8.30 and will walk for 2 or 3 hous and then stop for a break and bite to eat. Then we walk some more.

Depending on the distance we want to walk, our pace, the weather, and the type of surface we´re walking on, we´ll usually arrive at our next destination sometime between 1.00 and 4.00 in the afternoon.

When we arrive at an alburgue you have to show your pilgrim´s passport, which gets stamped. Then they show you to your room and at that point Ann and I will usually go horizontal as fast as we can to get off our feet.

We´ll rest for about a half hour and then shower, do laundry, and then head out into whatever town we´re in to find groceries for the next day. Then we´ll head back to the alburgue, rest a little more, check the internet, and then figure out what´s for dinner. Dinner is usually at 7.

By 8.30 we are usually back in the dorm, organzing our gear, figuring out the route for tomorrow and getting ready for bed.

Most nights, most pilgrims are in bed and lights are out between 9.30 and 10.00. 10 is usually the latest anyone stays up. We´re too tired to do anything else.

So, that´s the schedule. More next time on waymarking (or how we know where to walk), and the food we´re eating. (And anything else you want to know about.)

Time for me to meet up with some other peregrinos (pilgrims) for cena (dinner). Much love to all of you!

Busy day on the Camino

Busy day on the Camino

Photos from September 22, 2008

September 22, 2008
Cairns

Cairns

Camino Road into Asofra

Camino Road into Asofra