Monday, April 27, 2009 at 04:22PM Because I often walked alone while within my group I wasn't aware of many conversations going on and decisions being made. Of course, had I been aware of them it wouldn't have mattered one bit; it was always Xavier's way or the highway, so to
Thursday, April 23, 2009 at 11:45PM After Melide the Camino brought us back into nature and I easily forgot all about the octopus, especially when now and then I snacked on chocolate as if it were a survival food. There had been many small rivers to cross that day. Looking now in my guidebook I count 5 rivers and one small waterway. Marc and I had been sort of
Wednesday, April 22, 2009 at 01:32PM We had dinner at a restaurant of Xavier's choosing up the street not far from the albergue. The restaurant had a TV and once again it felt strange and invasive. It was on, because as usual, it was no where near dinner time in Spain. The usual suspects for dinner showed up
Monday, April 20, 2009 at 01:40PM Walking back to the albergue, although I hadn't drank much of the anise liquor, I was hoping the twinge of the alcohol induced relaxation I was feeling would tip me over the edge into sleep. But, alas, the Camino gods always had other plans for me. Just as I had settled into my bag and was getting ready to officially invite sleep to visit me, who would walk in but
Sunday, April 19, 2009 at 11:02PM We needed food for lunch and the next day. Marc and I went to a small but well stocked supermercado up the street. We bought things to share and had a misunderstanding over tomatoes. It went something like this: