I think I now know what Dante meant about the 7 circles of hell. Yesterday was the first, today the 2nd. My feet and legs were still sore from the first day, and yet I had to go even further today. Granted, it was only about 1 km further, but still. I was making awesome time in the beginning - I got nearly 15 km in 3 hours. It all went to scheit after that, though. I started at 6, got in at 2. Another full 8 hours.
I´ve met some awesome people by passing back and forth, though. Managed to snap a picture of them today while we were waiting for dinner. Fernando from Germany, who I actually met on the bus to St. Jean, James from Australia, Kyle from Canada, Jess from Iowa and Aishling from Ireland. They are all really good people, who have amazing outlooks. It makes me a little sad that I can´t surround myself with them all the time. In fact, tomorrow during the walk will probably be the last day that I ever see them, since they are all planning on stopping in Pamplona for the night and I am going further. I´ve got less time to finish this silly thing.
I´m hoping and praying that my feet stop aching soon. They felt like they were going to start cramping at any moment once I got to the albergue and had a chance to lie down. Actually couldn´t sleep for a nap, they hurt so much. Thank God I don´t have blisters, though. James and Jess both do. I honestly don´t know how they´ve made it even this far.
Pamplona should be neat to see tomorrow. If I have the energy I´m planning on stopping to see the Toros Plaza, where the Running of the Bulls begins. I have to keep reminding myself that it truly is about the journey, and not just the destination. It´s hard not to try to hurry, though, when all you can think about is getting off your feet and lying down for a nap.
I saw several versions of my pet slug today, though none of them were nearly as big as Slugger. He was the King of Them All.
I also had a buddy today for about 2 km. I named him Frederico. Good Spanish name, I thought. He was a cute dog, who saw me slip and fall into some rushing water and stuck by my side until I reached the next town (don´t worry, mom, I was fine. Just got wet.). Got a picture of him, too.
It´s amazing, but today it was actually too hot to eat. I ate a banana at a little before 6, just before I stepped on the road, then ate an "omelete" and pineapple juice at 9, then didn´t eat anything until dinner was served at 7. I noticed a little hunger after passing through Zubiri at noonish, but it quickly vanished. And apparently tomorrow is supposed to be even hotter. They´re estimating it reaching 38. It´s hard for me to do the mental calculation to Farenheit in my head, but I guess it only reached 32 today. So that´s quite a big difference. :0
It´s after 9, which means it´s late for me. Probably going to get up at 5 tomorrow to try to beat the heat.
G´night!!
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Congrats on your second day! 38 is really hot. Your dad mentally calculated it at over 100. OMG I would faint. Make sure you have plenty of water. Keep up with the daily posts. I enjoy reading them and I also know you made it to the next destination and don't have to worry. Well, when you fell at least your clothes got washed. I'm glad you didn't hurt yourself. Please be careful, Ms Grace. Are you out of the mountains yet? Take an extra day and see the sites of Pamplona. After all when will you ever get there again? but promise me you won't let a bull chase you down the street. Have a great night sleep and perhaps your feet will feel better. Love you and think about you often.
ReplyDeleteRunning of the bulls would be AMAZING!!! I think of you everyday and look at my sheet to see where you are and where you're headed. Everyone in my office knows of your trip. I keep them informed of your journey. Jeff- who holds the office next to me asked is you scored any coke today ;) HUGS!!
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