All good things end at some point. We don’t want it, we don’t like it, sometimes we don’t agree. Spiritual teachers say that we should accept this. Who cares what they say? I don’t. I didn’t follow the route of Camino, because it leaves the Atlantic. And I and Atlantic became friends.
Too much. Pictures. Over 60. It was a colorful stage. Wonderful day. Sometimes it happens, because life… changes. Early morning – sunrise. Then road to Tapia. Awesome bridge to Ribadeo. I came first. Lied down and started to bathe in the sun, just next to the wall of the albergue. Then Takahashi came, and a German pilgrim and Justyna from my own country. We called police and ask how to enter albergue. Young Germans came. In the evening we went to the church because it was Sunday. Yep… the only pilgrims that went to church to pray, to mass, were from Poland. After that, young woman from Holland invited us for a fiesta. I left my young friends and returned to albergue. There… Takahashi proposed that we drink a bottle of wine, cause … we won’t met again. Frankly saying I’m angry. I’m very angry that I won’t met so may wonderful people again. Maybe God at last. Exist. Event if we can’t see Him, He… exist. And in Him, all of this. These treasure moments, these people, it all exist exists in this unstoppable ocean of Love and Life.
Road to La Caridad was long and charming. In the morning I walked with a Spaniard from Valencia. Hi was impressed by del Norte. He told me that in his area there is little green if any. Here he loved green color everywhere. He should see Poland, the most green country ever 🙂
It was a short but reach in impressions and emotions day. 113 day of my Camino, I walked 17 km from Cadavedo to Almuña-Luarka. I’ve lost route that day, and tried to go by a GPS dierctions through the forest. I end up going back, making additional distance.
111 day of my Camino: 25 km to Cadavedo. Cloudy weather, some little rain. Camino Naturale, a new route that was proposed by hospitalero in Soto de Luina led me into unbelievable mud. Dirty and tired I walked that route uphil. But when it led me down into the mud again I refused to follow it. I just walk along the road to Cadavedo.
Below there are a few pictures from 111 day of my Camino (2015). I walked from Aviles to Soto de Luina. It was one of “these” days – 38km in constant rain, which fall or just have been in the air. What’s more it became cold in the evening. So I reached Soto de Luina wet, tired and cold.
On 100 day I was in Noja. on 110 day I walked 35 km to Aviles. I started from Deva very early, actually it was night then. In Gijon a labyrinth of narrow streets and Camino marks, especially on the enter to the city. On can get lost. There was a church in the center. I came in. It was dark. Only two spots of light on the cross. I kneel. Said nothing. Maybe there was no need? Maybe we talk to much? The weather was cloudy, the road was long.