Day 12 … Thursday, 13th September 2015
Wet, wet, wet.
It rained all night and the entire day. The saving grace is the beautiful paths with fresh geosmin and fragrance from eucalyptus trees.
Started late but it didn’t matter. The entire day was the same – cold, wet and dull.
Tomorrow I will end my “pilgrimage” in Santiago de Compostela. I used the word “pilgrimage” out of respect. It is after all an ancient route that is now open for anyone who wants to walk.
Tried to think of something meaningful to share but there’s nothing specific that comes to mind. Honestly – no profound statements, no nuggets of wisdom or moments of enlightenment. I’m still feeling very mortal and ordinary.
The guidebooks write about the physical, mental and spiritual personal journeys. Yes it’s all three and more. It’s a personal journey that is part of many personal journeys, where fellow pilgrims share and exchange their stories and experiences while we walk and eat together.
I started writing this post last night but didn’t publish it. Feeling really drowsy and lethagic, may have caught a cold but I think I’m missing the Camino already.
At this moment, really feel like staying on a little longer before my walk comes to an end tomorrow. Don’t really want to put a good book down – so I’m going to take it easy and enjoy being here – for just another day on the Camino.