We walk and we walk. Yes we do. Today was another rigorous walk, this time from a picturesque farming village where corn was being harvested by hand, along a gloriously verdant trail with moss and ferns on slate walls leading the way past mooing cows who ushered us into another village with exactly one stone dwelling.
Irache Pilgrim Wine Fountain. Where wine flows freely out of a communal spigot for anyone passing by to enjoy, reminding us to share and enjoy life, but not take it for granted. And where we were treated to a tour of both the winery and the monastery.
Burgos Cathedral. Leon Cathedral. Where Gothic architecture and stained glass windows remind us of our connection to the past.
La Cruz de Ferro. This iron cross, a legendary pilgrim landmark, provides a sober moment in a joyous day by providing yet another opportunity to symbolically leave worries behind and step confidently into the future.
Samos Monastery. An impressive group of buildings nestled down in a valley suddenly offered a gorgeous view after walking miles and miles on a misty, moist forest pathway. The view offered a foretaste of the magic of reaching a goal.
O Cebreiro. Oh, my! It doesn’t get much cuter than this little "hobbit" village on the top of a mountain with just a few houses, just a few shops, just a few bar/cafes, each topped by a thatched roof.
Sorry, folks. I know the blog is getting a little philosophical lately. But hey, this time I’m on pilgrimage! Pilgrims who walk the whole way usually log between 15-20 miles
each day because the Camino de Santiago is 500 miles long. And of course that’s
well over twice what we’re doing each day!
And yet it’s still incredibly thrilling to be here, to be doing the Camino! Hey, maybe next time I’ll walk the whole way. Or maybe not.
We’re exploring and learning from sights along the way. Such as . . .
Puente de la Reina. This fabled bridge with a peaked walkway, helps us realize that one never can quite see where one’s going until getting there. We walked over the photogenic bridge towards whatever’s coming next.
Samos Monastery. An impressive group of buildings nestled down in a valley suddenly offered a gorgeous view after walking miles and miles on a misty, moist forest pathway. The view offered a foretaste of the magic of reaching a goal.
O Cebreiro. Oh, my! It doesn’t get much cuter than this little "hobbit" village on the top of a mountain with just a few houses, just a few shops, just a few bar/cafes, each topped by a thatched roof.
And yet it’s still incredibly thrilling to be here, to be doing the Camino! Hey, maybe next time I’ll walk the whole way. Or maybe not.
