Walking the Camino's Way

And into my Castrojeriz hostel …
―Examine the wear
of yesterday‘s footsteps.‖
~ Rochelle (a Camino pilgrim)
―I arrived tonight in Castrojeriz and appear to be roughly three walking days
behind Mom, though tend to walk farther and faster than most with little effort, so
think I´ll catch up to her in roughly three days even if she keeps walking her normal
pace … The wonders that abound here are too numerous to relay at the moment (in
this cool little Spanish bar with lots of older gentlemen having quite the boisterous, grand
time), though I will share that I stayed last night in San Bol, a little pilgrim hostel
alone ‗in the middle of nowhere‘ with no running water and no electricity. I bathed in
an ancient healing spring that has been channeled into a pool in the backyard, and
then remained awake late into the night eating great communally cooked food and
talking about Peace & Purpose by candlelight ... I think if I were to die today, I´d like
my tombstone to simply read: ‗Dear God, Thanks!‘‖ ~ Scaughdt
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