Yesterday I started off by myself. I'm getting not only more confident walking alone but sometimes prefer it. I also notice that most pilgrims are walking solitary, meeting their friends at a certain albergue at the end of the day.
The wind had died down and it was pleasant. Sunny but still cool. Slightly uphill as I made my way toward the mountains. Its amazing how the scenery changes day to day.
I met Stephanie at a British albergue run by the Confraternity of St. James. Three Americans were the hospitaleros this time. It was definitely one of my favorite places so far. We had so much fun! There was oldies and country playing in the background as we went about our daily routines of shower, laundry, etc. The weather was nice enough that the clothes dried pretty quick on the line.
I sat on a roof to connect to the WiFi of a nearby bar to talk to mom. What a beautiful view I had! We had tea time and a bit of yoga/stretching in the yard.
Best part was I got to cook. Since they had a kitchen I offered to make dinner for everyone. Half the residents helped and a German woman also made a complicated Frankfort green sauce over potatoes. We had a blast! Cooking and wine and chatting and eating. It was like a large family having an extended dinner. Afterwards we set off to the church across the street for vespers. I've never experienced that before and it was moving. One of the hospitaleros offered foot massages after that and I was all on board for that. I'll never turn down a foot massage again.
Today Stephanie and I walked together. Its our last day together because I am going further than she needs to and she's having a bit of foot issues. We went up and down the first mountain today and I must say it was way easier this time. The sun was out all day and it started to finally warm up.
Today was the day to stop at Cruz De Ferro, the place to put our stone at the foot of the cross, symbolizing laying our burdens at the cross. Its a moving place and I really felt lighter as I walked away. More peaceful than I've felt in a long time. I hope to continue this feeling and leave my burdens behind. In the past. At the foot of the cross. Where they belong.
I left Stephanie at Riego De Ambros and continued another 7k on my own to Molinaseca. I was sad to leave another Camino friend behind but we are going to hopefully meet in Santiago before she leaves for Boston. Its been so wonderful traveling with another woman in ministry and I'm grateful for her friendship and insight.
My last few ks were actually fun and I'm surprised at how fast I covered them. I felt like a kid skipping over stones as I went. My tendons are better and downhill is my favorite direction.
I'm in the charming town of Molinaseca now having dinner outside near a river and watching kids playing on the rocks. Its so peaceful. I'm staying at an albergue where almost no one knows English and I don't know a soul. And I'm really OK with that right now. Its nice to just unwind and reflect on the day. God is changing me from the inside out.