I am getting discouraged being here. I jumped back on the road today and it started raining pretty hard while I was climbing up in the hills on a small road. It's just like "enough!" What am I doing here? I guess I'm sad to loose our group and the accumulated hardship is setting in and along with being alone cold and wet again just makes me wonder what am I doing and why. I am so far from Santiago, about 800 miles and I have done about 170 hard earned miles from Le Puy so far. Someone told me that true Pilgramages are not easy and I undertook this for a reason. I know letting go and acceptance are big parts of any journey like this, learning to take what comes and make adjustments, but for the past couple days I have just wanted my own bed, cooking and friends.
I am in a nice, small hotel just outside of Cajarc. Town is small and cute. I did run into Thomas and Elizabeth this afternoon who I met a few days back at lunch. They are the couple who told me they went to Greens in SF a few years ago. It was nice to see them, but likely for the last time. I'm going to try jumping ahead tomorrow doing 2.5 stages to Cahors, a bigger town on the Lot River. I scoped out a few miles of trail ahead and it looks pretty good.
There was a farmers market in town this afternoon and in a moment of sweetness, a woman found out I was a Pilgram and gave me a small bag of chocolate for my journey.
Keep some good thoughts for me as I try to make my way to Saint Jean Pied du Port that is about 10 days and 300 miles from here..
Dave
The never ending task of keeping clean clothes
Farmers market in Cajrac today
Bridge over the Lot river
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