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while me and several other pilgrims or their motivation, but most simply
are also departing. We’ve heard about say, ‘Santiago spoke to me, it just feels
The following day is a
a small village named ‘Irachi’ up ahead. right’. Drunk and happy, we walk on,
gruelling 27km hike over
Apparently it is famous for its wine towards Santiago, guided by sun-rays.
distillery and there is a church there with Every day on the Camino De what Europeans would
a tap on the side that gives free water Santiago is like a week, a month,
and red wine!!! Patrick jokes that we even a year. So many meetings, deep
call a mountain (Tibetans
could possibly camp there and empty synchronicities and events seem to
might call it a mound).
the barrel, ‘’An attractive idea!’’ I say occur in one day that my perception of
enthusiastically. We sit alongside the tap time is fundamentally changed. After another night on the
on our backpacks, all 6 or 7 of us. As I Several days, weeks (or is it years
sip at a crinkled water bottle filled with later?) I arrive to San Bol, a very small
red wine, I charge my way
the cheap red rocket fuel, I feel like I’ve concrete house emblazoned with a
up the mountain sweat
known these people all my life. Some of large red Templar cross, in the middle
them I only met the night before in the of a field 20km after Burgos. I have
dripping from my brow,
last alberge! Most of the others continue been walking alone for several days,
on after 30 minutes. Laura, Patrick and as I seem to have lost most of the
legs solid & moving like
I decide that the sacred blood of Christ people I met. As I walk into the valley
pistons on a steam train.
needs to be worshipped a little longer I instantly feel lifted, the hairs on the
and so we continue to merrily drink at back of my neck stand on end. The
9am in the morning! Patrick tells us the energy here seems to be very strong.
reason he is walking the camino is that Its just off the path by a few hundred
only the year before, the baby he had metres and there are no large signs to
with his wife, died at 6 months old and indicate it is a place for pilgrims to stay,
he wants to find a way of letting go. except for a small piece of card tied to
“I saw it in his eyes”, I think to myself. a wooden stake with ‘San Bol Alberge
A lot of people I have met so far on turn left 200 metres’ written on it in
the road seem to have an interesting very small, understated writing. I walk
story around their reason for walking in to the front garden that is awash
avantoure
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adrenaline rainbow
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