Questions about the Camino de Santiago

Writing about the Camino is turning out to be harder than I expected.  I don’t normally get writer’s block but something has stopped me up till now.

So let me write something quick and easy tonight – right now – without worrying too much about it or trying to get it ‘right’.  I’m going to answer a few questions that people have asked me, dealing with practicalities. Let’s see what comes out.

Where did you sleep?

Camino
there were three people snoring in this room

All along the Camino there are albergues, hostels run either by the church, by the local councils, or by private individuals. The private ones are slightly more expensive but only by a few euros. Generally you could expect to sleep in an albergue for 6-8 euros a night. Your bed will be in a dormitory unless you pay extra for a smaller room. The dormitories will have anything from 6 to 30 bunk beds and the rooms can be modern, clean and light or dingy, dark and cramped. It is best to get a lower bunk especially if you tend to need the toilet in the middle of the night.

Snorers are the main problem in albergues. We are not talking here about gentle snoring but it is almost inevitable that there will be at least one incredibly loud snorting, grunting, choking, room-vibrating snorer in every dormitory you visit. So you carry ear-plugs and you try to get to sleep before they do, and you practise loving-compassion and you accept that some nights you will be tossing and turning.

HOT TIP :  push the earplugs deep into your ears

How easy is it to get vegetarian food on the Camino?

Camino food
Albergue Verdi
Camino food
San Bol Albergue

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s not easy in most places but the bigger cities have greater variety of food. Every day there is tortilla – a thick omelette with potato and onion. But this is often what you eat at lunch time or in a walking break. You have to find something else in the evenings or just have tapas. Many but not all albergues have kitchens but remember that if you want to cook for yourself you may have to buy excess food and leave it behind.

HOT TIP :  making friends on the Camino means that you can share cooking in the evenings so a bag of rice or pasta will do for 10 people and a new bottle of oil will be useful for everyone not just you.

The best food I had was in Albergue Verdi in Hospital de Órbigo. The volunteers who work there were professional chefs and all the food was vegetarian and often grown in the garden outside. And we had a delicious soup at the Albergue at San Bol at the beginning of the Meseta.

Was your backpack hard to carry?

Camino backpack
All I need is on my back

 

Absolutely not at all.

I am a professional lazy walker and often rely on Pep to carry things when we go out hiking. I always imagined that because I have asthma it would be too hard to also carry a heavy bag. But on the Camino I carried my 7kg pack every day and hardly ever felt it to be a burden. On the one day it was uncomfortable, someone suggested I empty and repack it. This redistribution of weight transformed it from a heavy load to a feather light friend. I loved having all my stuff with me and enjoyed feeling I was carrying my own things. This was part of the freedom I felt – all I needed was on my back.

Did you meet interesting people?

Pelegrinos
Pilgrims but not walkers on the Camino

On the first part of the Camino which we started at Pamplona, I felt quite shy about meeting people. I was with my little group and although we didn’t usually walk together we had company for lunch and at night. It took me time to get used to the easy-going chatty atmosphere of the Camino. By the time we reached Santo Domingo de la Calzada I had met a few people I felt easy with and from then on I found more and more friends.

Of course it’s easy for extroverts but don’t worry if you are more introvert, people are friendlier and more relaxed as the road winds on. I remember the couple who walked hand in hand the whole way – they were returning to walk the Camino together after meeting there the year before. I remember the woman from Peru who was carrying her father’s ashes to Finisterre because he had died before he could walk the Camino himself. There was a young shy German lad who held back from a communal dinner so I suggested we sit together because I also felt awkward at these times. Everyone started singing popular songs like Blowing in the Wind and suddenly his amazing and powerful voice rang out over the dinner table. He was a professional tenor.   I promised to sing him a song in Catalan when we next met. But we never did meet again.

Camino Food
Singing at dinner

People come and go. We all walk at different speeds and unexpected things happen. Just as you get to know and like someone, you say goodbye one day fully expecting to see them again and then, they disappear over the horizon.

HOT TIP : If you meet people you like then get their emails or Facebook details early on and don’t assume you will find them again the next day.

HOT TIP : Don’t rush getting to know people. A lot of people talk about having a Camino Family but it all takes time to settle down. It is a long walk – there’s lots of time.

What problems did you face?

Of course there are also people you don’t like too much or who you find irritating. This was one of the special things about the Camino for me. I really tried to open to everyone and to notice myself when I started judging others. When I could remember to see everyone as if they were offering me a mirror to my own personality then I felt much easier. The main people that drove me mad were those invisible unknown women who left toilet tissue along the path after they had stopped to pee and those who threw their banana skins on the edge of the road. It was possible to walk for hours while fuming about this but when I noticed myself spoiling my own day in this way, I got out my plastic gloves and a bag and began to pick up all that I could see. I became the litter warrior and it turned into one of my happiest days.

Camino Warrior
Camino Warrior

HOT TIP : Even if you think banana skins and orange peel are organic, they actually take two or three years to decompose so it is still litter and leaves a lasting blot on the beautiful landscape.  Take a bag and carry your rubbish.

I had many other problems including my encounter with a bed-bug, my blisters, and the tendinitis that eventually stopped my walk.  I felt very emotional a lot of the time and had days when I laughed, cried and sang in quick succession. In my memory though the strongest thing that stays with me is the feeling of incredible happiness to be walking, to be free, to be out in nature, and to be doing something that I have dreamt of for so many years.

Camino
What I remember is joy

 

 

 

After the Camino de Santiago

Hello. I’m back!camino

From the Camino de Santiago and also back here writing again after a few weeks of silence.

There is so much happening that I hardly know where to start so I will just dive in and let it flow.

I had to stop walking when I reached Astorga because of tendinitis in my right foot. This was a surprise as my old tendon problem was on the left side and this problem was new.  I spent five days in a hotel in Astorga trying to get better but even after ice, rest, painkillers, acupuncture, massage, stretching and lots of love, it was still impossible to put my weight on it so I caught a direct train home to Barcelona.  I had walked 445 kilometres.

While I was in Astorga I had time to read news on the internet and that was when I found out that an American woman had gone missing on the Camino. She was last seen on April 5th in Astorga – a couple of weeks before I arrived there – and her brother had raised the alarm after hearing nothing from her for a long time. Since then there has been a massive police search of the area and several disturbing stories have appeared about women being threatened on this part of the Camino.  Denise – the American pilgrim – is still missing.

Perhaps this sounds weird but I am sort of thanking my foot that it stopped me from walking alone on that stretch of road where she disappeared. And I am checking every day for news of her. It’s very very sad and worrying.

I came back to Granollers and found that somehow, almost without knowing it, I had made a big decision.

We are going to live in Cornwall for a year.

How do you make a decision without knowing that it is happening?

If you have read this blog since the beginning you will probably know several important things about my life here in Catalunya.

Firstly that I have never felt completely at home in Granollers.  While I have been happy here I never felt the house where we live is my real home, mainly because it isn’t!

Secondly that one of the major challenges I have faced here is being a reluctant stepmother to an equally reluctant stepson. There has always been tension in the house ranging from awkwardness to outright hostility.

I still have my house in Cornwall and last summer when I was visiting I felt a strong need to get it back. Why have a beautiful home in a fabulous place and not be able to live in it?   My tenant left in May and somehow, without really planning to do it, I am going back.  I never really tied up all my loose ends in Cornwall and now I want to go back and sort things out.

But what about the Resident Adolescent?  Not so likely that he would want to join us in the Cornish countryside, far from the city lights and his musical interests. Then something amazing happened – his mother returned from Brazil and she is going to work in London. He will go with her. He wants to go!

Isn’t it incredible how something that felt so stuck and impossible to resolve can suddenly start to flow, like a river that had been iced over for winter and begins to melt in the spring warmth?  First a trickle of change and then it gathers pace and suddenly there is such a strong current that all you can do is let go and be carried along, hopefully exhilarated by the ride rather than clinging on for dear life or frantically trying to paddle back upstream.

Does the Camino de Santiago really change your life?

It seems that it can and in rather unexpected ways.  I am still rather stunned which is why I haven’t written anything here. On Sunday I am having a party here in Granollers – in the top flat which we only recently decorated as part of an other attempt to make me feel at home. It was going to be a Camino celebration party but now it seems like a farewell. I can’t even tell you how I am feeling – all I know is that a change had to happen and I am happy to see what comes next.

Now that I have this news out in the open I can return next time with stories from the Camino. It was a wonderful experience and I want to write about it.

Also I have two more incredible balnearis to describe to you – one that we visited last week for my birthday.

And lastly, plans for the future of The Catalan Way. What will I be writing about when I am no longer living here?

All coming soon. Exciting times. Thanks as always for reading!

love Kate

I need to change so many things

January is whizzing by.

Already it is Burn’s night and I feel my feet aren’t touching the ground at the moment as I suddenly have so much to do.

Last  year I had the opposite problem. I spent far too much time sitting at home alone, chatting on Skype and reading Facebook messages. I was keeping busy but also marking time, waiting.

My need to change has grown slowly but now the process has taken off.

Last year I  made some decisions which will make this year a bit different from the previous ones I have spent in Catalunya.

1. I am planning to walk the Camino from Roncevalles to Santiago de Compostella.  500 miles!  This means I should be in training – now!  But although I am reading guide books and making lists of what to take, I have to admit I am not yet doing the walking that will get me fit in time for April.

2. I decided last summer that I must change my house situation.   I still have a home in Cornwall which is rented out. But it’s not ideal because although I go back in the summer and camp out in a chalet, I don’t have anywhere to stay when it turns cold.  What’s more, I spend much of my time in Catalunya wondering where to live and wishing that I had a garden and a proper home but the truth is I do have those things – in Cornwall.  It feels like I must sort this out – either use the Cornwall house or let it go.

Decision time.

3. This blog has already changed because  last year I made the switch to WordPress and bought the domain name for The Catalan Way.   After that I didn’t know how get the blog out into the world so that interested people could see it.   Again my need to change was very urgent but I didn’t have the know-how to take action.  Then a friend told me about an online blogging course run by Corrina Gordon-Barnes and I decided to invest in this.  What is the point of all this writing if hardly anyone sees it?  The course began in January and I am now in the process of looking at why I write, who am I writing for and what do those people want to read?

You are reading this so I am interested in you. What do you want to read?

This year started with a lot of new ideas and plans circling around in my head.

As well as all the above:-

I want to get involved in the local dog and cat rescue centre.  Since Bonnie died I miss being around dogs and while I am not ready to adopt a new one, I want to do something to help.

Since we moved my piano into our main house I have been trying to practice every day. Still plugging on with the Maple Leaf Rag.

Then there is meditation and yoga. And Spanish lessons. Catalan practice over a coffee once a week with a friend.

I also spend time with Lydia, my friend’s little girl. It is incredible that I had to wait until age 57  but this is the first time in my life that I have had chance to really get to know a small child.  Meeting twice a year isn’t enough – it’s the day to day things that bring you together.

I’m also taking photographs of Granollers for my Facebook page.  It has become an obsession, walking the streets and looking for quirky details.

And then there are the balnearis – I want to visit them all and then write a guide in English.  They are so amazing and not enough people know about them.  How many people go to Barcelona and have no idea about the hot mineral bathes only 30 km away?

Are you tired just reading all that?

Perhaps I have taken on too much?  But I don’t want to give any of it up. Suddenly I feel that time is not on my side and I don’t want to waste it.

Perhaps you will notice the posts here will change a bit over the next few months.  I’ll be experimenting with my writing. Please let me know what works and doesn’t work for you.  Gently, of course!

From the end of March I will be sending updates on my walk along the Camino. I will only have a phone so they will be short and sweet!  It will be good to keep in touch as, apart from a few etapes when friends are joining me, I will be walking alone.  Am I scared?  Yes.

And then in the summer, who knows?  I certainly don’t.

All I can do is follow an inner voice that is telling me it is time to sort out my own house.  I want to change and I need to change.  I imagine that after all this thinking and planning, walking the Camino, walk-eat-sleep, will be quite restful.