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No Hay Muchos Gente Aqui

There is a rhythm to the Camino. The first third, with its exhausting haul over the Pyrenees and the introduction to day after day of walking, is about the body. The second third, with more than a week of slog across the Meseta is about the mind. The last third, with its scenery and final arrival at Santiago is about the  soul. Doing it in two parts, as we are, somehow breaks this pattern. We are here at the halfway mark and our bodies are not yet into the patterns of it all. We are still settling down, and quite literally, finding our feet. We are finding also the differences between last time and this time.


Obviously, the season for one thing. Instead of the greens of April and the spring sunshine we have crops nearing harvest, and stubble and fruit on the trees. Last time we rose at six and started walking. This morning we did that, and realised it was not one of our better plans. We walked for more than an hour before the sun rose, which certainly restricts the views. We walked also with a range of temperature not usual in April. Until about 8 we could see our breath. By the time we reached Leon in the middle of the day it was about 30. Tomorrow we will get off to a more leisurely start, and don't plan to be on the road until  7.30. There´s no pressing need for an early start for another reason also.

In April unless you arrived at the Alberge by about 1.00 pm there was no guarantee of a bed. Now, in September, the track is not so crowded. It is in fact, eerily quiet in places. We walked for miles today with no other pilgrims in view either in front or behind. And in our bunk room last night only 16 of the 24 beds were occupied.

Today was a nice wee stroll of 24 km from Reliegos to Leon, and although we were still crossing the Meseta, the scenery was varied. We passed through a couple of little towns, stopping in Mansilla  de Mulas for breakfast and walking the last 10 or so km through the suburbs of this lovely, leafy, sophisticated city. There are parks and tree lined avenues. There are many street cafes. There is a wonderful old city wall and a cathedral which is one of the world´s architectural treasures.

We have been for a bit of a stroll but, because of this being the body settling in stage, it wasn´t for long. Just enough to buy a beer and some lunch really. So now it will be out to visit the Cathedral and then sit and enjoy our not very full alberge in an old monastery.  
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Wynston said…
I missed out on being able to pass the following to you after Synod ended.

The love and affection of the angels be to you,
The love and affection of the saints be to you,
The love and affection of heaven be to you,
To guard and to cherish you.
May God shield you on every step,
May He aid you on every path,
And may He hold you safe on every slope,
On every hill and on every plain
until you are home again.
Amen
Also:
See, I am sending an angel ahead of you to guard you along the way and to bring you to the place I have prepared. Pay attention to him and listen to what he says.
Exodus 23:20-21

Go well, be safe.
Wynston
21 September 2012 at 09:14
Elaine Dent said…
Relishing the interesting updates. It's probably the closest some of us will get to walking the Camino. God's peace walk with you both.
21 September 2012 at 13:26
Kelvin Wright said…
Don't limit where God may lead you Elaine. the Camino is one of this life's extraordinary experiences. but it is achievable by ordinary people.
21 September 2012 at 15:55
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