The Camino de Santiago
Thursday, July 28, 2011 at 09:27PM Now that I’m home and my feet still hurt a couple days out, I’d have to rate the trip as not only epic… check out the pics when you get a chance…. but also relatively challenging aka brutal. There was no single hardest day on the trip that everyone could agree on, but every single day was a challenge in its own regard. When we rolled into camp there was no playing Frisbee or shooting hoops like on previous bike trips. We collapsed at a table and maybe summoned the energy to play some cards…explore town, forget it…it was probably old and closed anyway. And then we’d string long day after long day together, so if you rolled into camp after a 35 km day at 8pm and barely had time to eat dinner before the sun set, you could bet that there’d be no break, you’d be up at dawn lacing up your boots for your 11th consecutive 30km day. Blistered feet, the Camino doesn’t care, wet clothes, Camino doesn’t care, music and dogs barked all night and you didn’t sleep at all, Camino doesn’t care, got food poisoning and threw up all night, guess what, you’re putting in 30k at 7am. So if you see someone strolling around town with a weathered Camino shirt, not one of those that worried moms buy and wear to the airport that still smell like detergent and have a crease in them, but one that is bleached out from the sun, has black bands on the shoulders from pack straps, and has salt stains that look like they’ll never quite come out, know that he has been tested by the Camino and has passed.
