Today's walk was tougher than I expected...only 26 kilometers, but rocky and a lot of elevation gain. It reminded me of hiking the White Mountains of New Hampshire. It was a good t5est for my battered ankle...a little stiff, a little swollen, but much better than it was a few days ago. I walked through Murias de Rechivaldo, El Ganso, and Rabanal del Camino before arriving at Foncebadón. We are staying at a small parochial donativo albergue called Domus Dei. As I write this, one pilgrim is taking a nap...and snoring loudly. Haha... c
The landscape has changed. The Meseta ended at León and now we are heading into the mountains. Pine trees. I think day after tomorrow has twice the elevation gain that today had. I saw a young gal, maybe in her 30s walking today...greeted her, passed her, don't know her story. But she is overweight by a lot and this is hard to do when you're fit. She was walking slowly, maybe even limping a bit. So, I'm praying for her...for how this journey will change her.
I don't like to be cold. Polly REALLY doesn't like to be cold. This morning, she had 4 layers on. It's sunny, but about 58 degrees outside. The albergue at Domus Dei does not hand out blankets...I guess they had a bedbug situation that soured them on the idea. So...tonight we will rely on the theory that 36 bodies in one room generates a fair bit of heat...and we'll wear most of the clothes we brought.
There was an apple raspberry cider from Seville at the restaurant in Foncebadón today. I had two. Hey, it's Mother's Day.
There was wild lavender in the ditch this morning as we walked along. I also see calendula, scabiosa and veronica. So wonderful. I am still loving this. I listen to music and sometimes fight back tears. Much love to each of you.
So much love back to you, my friend! Liz
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