I was going to shoot a video today but I completely forgot. Plus I still have 2 videos I haven’t uploaded yet. They’re actually a huge pain to upload.
Yesterday I walked from Los Arcos all the way to Logrona. 17 freaking miles. I was looking for a private albergue to bask in my own room with my own shower but a man approached me on the street and asked “albergue?”
And instructed me to go inside the church. It was a free meal and a free bed. I was too tired to turn him away and prices have skyrocketed since the last time I was there in Logrono. I rationed that I won’t spend any money today so that tomorrow I can splurge on my own room.
The monestery was a breath of fresh air. The priests gave me wine and the nun grabbed my face and kissed both cheeks. They loved me and I didn’t even have to do anything. I felt deflated mostly. The stew was really good though.
At 12:00 midnight a man started singing in the street outside the church I was staying in. He sung on the top of his lungs, woke everybody up. After five minutes or so, I heard other voices outside. People telling him to STFU. But no matter what they said, the man kept on singing. For at least an hour, maybe two.
The town, Logrono, is as old as it is beautiful with narrow cobblestone streets and old as dirt stone buildings. It’s a place meant for singing. And outside the church, in the center of town where the echo is the greatest, the singing man could be heard for miles.
I slept in my pants last night. I was cold and too tired to change out of them. I also skipped the shower. I felt grody today and decided I’ll only walk half the way to Najera tomorrow (today).
I watched some of my vids from my last Camino and I seemed so happy and upbeat. I’m exactly where I was 4 years ago, but instead of stopping here in Navarrete, I kept going.
I’m at a hotel. A really nice hotel for $45 euros. I planned ahead with a $50 a day budget so now I have $5 left for food. There’s a vending machine with sandwiches outside. That’ll do.
Tomorrow I’m planning on another long hike to make up for today. I want to get as far west as my feets can take me.
I’m not as eager and upbeat as I was last time. I’m tired. My legs are tired. I just want to be half way done with it already, than I’ll perk up.
I weighed 20 pounds less for the last Camino and let me just say that I feel every ounce of those extra pounds.
My tendons stopped hurting me. It’s probably a combination of wrapping my feet, adding the heal lift and taking ibruprofin. I felt like I didn’t even need the ibruprofin today but yesterday morning in Los Arcos, they were killing me! And now, nothing. No pain. But my knee is acting up again.
I need to shower and get a vending machine sandwich. And I’ll try uploading those vids to YouTube. I think I was kidding myself during my last Camino while I was filming. Ain’t no way I was that spunky. Or, was I?
I’m just tired. That’s all. Tired and dirty and hungry. I’ll snap out of it. But it’s hard snapping out of it when I still have another 375 miles to go.