Thursday 10 November 2011

Goodbye Santiago/Hello Life

Goodbye St James the Pilgrim and St James the Matamoor Slayer.



I flew out of Santiago on Tuesday 18 October 2011. This was 5 days earlier than I planned, but with me not walking to Finisterre I found myself all of a sudden restless and ready to go.

My plane left from La Coruna airport which was about an hour by bus from Santiago. The bus driver thought he was doing me a favour and dropped me off on the highway. There I was, trekking (limping) up the hill not sure where I was going. But all was well, soon the aeroporto appeared on my left hand side, people were speaking English and I was on my way to Britian.

Sitting at the airport I had mixed feelings, some sadness, elation because I was going to see my kids and a feeling of having left something somewhere. Maybe a little bit of myself stayed behind.

This is the 2nd to last post on the El Camino and I hope you enjoyed journeying with me on the Field of Stars.

Perplexed Peregrino

Pilgrims Mass and Swinging of the Botafumeiro


I went to the Pilgrims Mass on Saturday. Very little English, so I did not get much of the message but it felt special somehow and by now I was over my initial disgust of all the tourists who were doing the pilgrim thing!

The most amazing part of the mass was the swinging of the Botafumeiro. On Friday night I met a pilgrim who walked the Portuguese Route and he told me that the Botafumeiro was swinging on the Friday and that it was still hanging there, which meant it would swing again. Well, it swinged!!! This is a highlight of the pilgrimage and I felt very priviledged to see it. (I did smile when the priests were applauded very loudly at the end of it and realised that most people were there not for the mass but for the Swinging of the Thingy)!

The Santiago de Compostela Botafumeiro is the largest censer in the world, weighing 80 kg and measuring 1.60 m in height. It is usually on exhibition in the library of the cathedral, but on holy days it is attached to the pulley mechanism and filled with 40 kg of charcoal and incense. It takes 6 to 8 men (priests) to pull the ropes and bring it into a swinging motion almost to the roof of the transept, reaching speeds of 60 km/h and dispensing thick clouds of incense. One tradition has it that the use of a swinging censer in the Santiago de Compostela Cathedral began in the 11th century to mask the smell of the tired and unwashed pilgrims. It was also believed that incense smoke had a prophylactic effect in the time of plagues and epidemics. Of course, incense burning is also an important part of the liturgy, being an "oration to God", or form of prayer.



Some technical info for those of you who are interested : The Botafumeiro can reach speeds of 68 km/h as it dispenses thick clouds of incense. At the top of the swing, it reaches heights of 21 meters. It swings in a 65 meter arc between the Azabachería and Praterias doorways at the ends of the transept. The maximum angle achieved is about 82°. The maximum can be reached after about 17 cycles, and requires about 80 seconds of swinging. It costs about R3000 to fill it and swing it, so I was really very surprised to find myself being part of this.


It is quite spectacular and goes hand in hand with people shrieking and sighing as it swings above their heads and miss the stained glass windows. I am sure there would be a video on Youtube for those of you who would like to see this.

Incensed Peregrino

Finisterra

When I started planning my pilgrimage I really wanted to continue from Santiago to Finisterra which was another 5 days of walking. However, my foot was not getting better, swelling down in the mornings and then very bad if I walked a lot during the day. The way to Finisterre had many little hills and valleys and I realised that the clever thing would be to take a bus - so, for all of you non believers out there,I am not as hard headed as you think I am!!!

I took a bus to Finisterre on Sunday the 16th of October and what a beautiful 3 hour ride it was. I might go back - big might - and walk this last bit for myself.

In the times of the Romans and Celts, Finisterre (called "finis terrae") was considered to be at the farthest edge of the north westerly land mass and was described as "the end of the earth" (in Latin, "finis terrae" means "end of the world"). Finisterre also possesses a reputation for being on "the coast of death", since many vessels have left the port, never to return.

I met the lovely Irishman Paul and spend the day on the beach with him. On the way back to the bus stop we met up with Eli and the two of us forged an immediate bond. Spent some time with her in Santiago. Finisterre is magical, the beaches are beautiful and sitting there I got this deep, deep longing for Bloubergstrand and everything South African.

The mist started rolling in as we left Finisterra and somehow I knew that my journey had come to an end. . not just the physical journey but also the inner journey. Sitting on the beach, I knew that I have found an inner peace that would not be easily disturbed by whatever life choose to throw at me when I go back.

Peaceful Peregrino

Santiago!!



I walked into Santiago on Friday the 14th October at about 3 in the afternoon fully expecting a red carpet, rose petals, trumpets and the bishop (no less) to greet me after my long and arduous journey! What a let-down it was. Nobody even knew that I arrived!!

Traditionally, the Pilgrims Journey ends with a walk up the stairs to the Statue of St James but there were so many tourists in the cathedral and a long line waiting to go up the stairs. Oh!! The disgust I experienced when I saw them all with a newly bought staff with gourd and shell. This was being sold just outside the gate into the cathedral and I felt a self-righteous annoyance because these tourists had no idea of doing a pilgrimage and yet here they are strutting around with their wooden staffs! Tut, tut, Willemien!! Judgements, judgements. . and I thought I was getting so good and not judging. I proceeded to the pilgrims office to claim my compostela. . and once again. . .no fanfare, no “Wow!! You walked all the way from St Jean??” Nada, nothing, niks, more disgust. . .This is obviously all in fun, but I did experience Santiago as very touristy.
Anyway, this was not a good moment for me so I decided to go and find my pension, book in, have a shower and just generally ease myself into the hustle and bustle of Santiago.
Santiago is very expensive compared to the more rural areas – paid 20 Euros for a plate of Spaghetti Bolognaise and a glass of wine! Buying my Euros with South African Rands obviously did not help! Beer with Lemon went from between 1.50 and 2.50 Euros to 4 Euros and coffee was also more expensive. I walked around Santiago (or rather limped), slept really well that night and set out to explore more of the city the next morning.
I could still not believe that I was in Santiago, that I have done it, that is is over!!

Amazed Peregrino

Thursday 13 October 2011

Arca O Pino

Thursday, 13 October 2011

I am in Arca O Pino, only 20kms from Santiago.

The last 5 weeks had many ups and downs, a fall, a getting up again and lots of pain and limping. And yet, here I am, nearing the end of my journey to Santiago.

I initially planned to walk another 4 days to Finnisterre but with the pain in my ankle decided that I would bus there, and maybe one day return. . who knows what the future holds?

For all of those who mailed and asked about my ankle. . no it is not the leg that I broke in 2009 - it is my right leg. The swelling has gone down considerably, the only pain now is from a ligament that will take another 4 weeks or so to heal properly.

Some of my fellow pilgrims thinks that I am hardheaded. . .others just think that I am plain stupid. . . but I could not just stop the journey halfway. I bussed some of it and walked short stretches. I do feel that I have missed out on the experience of Galicea. Galicea to my mind, is the most beautiful part of the Camino. If I ever do return I will walk again from Sarria. . .

Tomorrow I arrive in Santiago. I plan to bus to the end of the world on Saturday, spend the night there - I have to see the sun dipping into the sea - and then back to Santiago on Sunday, spending another day or two there.

I do believe that things happen for a reason. The group that I walked with for most of the journey has now finished their Camino and all have gone home - or the ones who took rest days in Leon - is behind me. I hope to meet at least some of them in Santiago. I have met some lovely new people over the last couple of days. . people I have not travelled with before. Lots of talking over bottles of good Galicea wine and eating pulpo. . .a delicacy in Galicea and very very good.

How simple my life had become. I find myself with long stretches after walking and arriving in the next town of doing nothing, nada, zero, zilch! Not an easy thing for me! The best part of this is the realisation that there is nothing wrong with doing nothing. . . At some level the learning continues. Just sitting in the plaza soaking up the sun, looking at the people passing. . .I could come and live here in Spain!!

I will probably only update the blog once I am back in Britian. Would really like to upload some photographs so that you can experience this in pictures as well. Words can become quite boring. . .

Well, that is me for today. . .

I have gone from wild peregrino to walking, eating, sleeping peregrino, stupid peregrino, hungry peregrino, wild peregrino, bathroom annoyed peregrino, falling, getting up, walking with pain peregino, crying peregrino, wild and limping peregrino and still the circle is not complete. . . will it ever be, I wonder.

In the meantime,

Ultreia,

Wild and Limping but Satisfied with Life Peregrino

Wednesday 12 October 2011

3 Days to Santiago!!!

Blogging from my cell phone. I am in Galicea and should be in Santiago by Friday!

It feels very surreal and although my journey did not go exactly as I planned it, I feel loath to stop. .

Will do a proper update as soon as I can find an internet cafe. .

Limping Peregrino
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Thursday 6 October 2011

Sarria and Hospitals

I am in Sarria now, spent the day at the local hospital, getting my foot checked out.

I have hurt (not torn) the ligaments in my right foot and I have arthritis!! in my right foot and the fall caused me to get inflammation. So the pharmacia said I sprained my ankle, the doctor say yes, but the sprain caused the arhtritis to get inflamed. I must say I do not understand a word of it.

I could stop walking, but I am only 100 odd kilometres away from Santiago. I could rest for 2 more days as prescribed by the doctor and then start walking really short stages of 5 - 10 kms. Right now I have no idea what to do. . give up and come back. .or try to finish???

I will keep you up to date as soon as a decision has been made.

Much Love

Confused Peregrino

Sunday 2 October 2011

In Astorga the Tears Started

On the way to Astorga the tears started.

I have been crying now for 2 days and there is no stopping the tears.

Every kind deed - Jerry the Irishman taking my pack of my back and taking it upstairs, claiming a bed for me, Sweet Tina giving me a hug - it all just opens the floodgates.

I am having so much difficulty to show vulnerability
so much difficulty to do things the easy way
I am having so much difficulty to show that I am weak
and yet I have no resources left, nothing to stop the tears, they just keep coming, why do I have to understand why?

I write a long piece in my journal about all my tears, too personal and painful to share on my blog.

Amongst other things I am crying for my sister who died in pain and all alone with no one to hold her hand and comfort her.

I am crying for all the people who are living with hurt. Broken people who do not know the way out of all the heartache and pain.

I am crying 50 years of tears, which I have been holding back, always being strong, never showing emotion, always comforting other people.

I am crying for years of believing that I am not enough, a story I know I told myself - a story that was not true.

I am crying
I am crying
I am crying

Crying Peregrino

At Fromista I Fell

To dry one´s eyes and laugh at a fall,
and, baffled, get up and begin again. Robert Browning

At Fromista I fell and got up again, dusted myself off and kept walking, because this is what I do. . I fall, I get up, I go on, I fall, I get up, I go on. . I have always been able to get up and begin again.

After a very slow walk into Carrion de Los Condes, a visit to the pharmacia and many Voltarens and Voltaren Gels later, I sat down at a sidewalk cafe.

In the true spirit of the Camino Karin who I have met 2 or 3 times before came around the corner and we spent a good afternoon together.

Walking was now becoming a big problem for me and I took the train from Sahagun to Leon where I spent 3 days giving my foot/ankle a rest. I am now walking with a brace on my right ankle and the going is not easy.

Peregrino in Pain. .

Tuesday 27 September 2011

Walking, Eating and Sleeping

Oh how I wish I could upload pictures!!!!

This post is all about walking, eating and sleeping. The walking part is difficult for me. It would have been much easier if I had been much fitter. . . but here I am, hopefully getting fitter every day, but suffering because I did not do enough training beforehand.

I would usually start walking when it is still dark. Have some beautiful sunrise photos. . that I can not share. . .

Walking is easier for me if there is little villages every 4km´s or so. If it is a long stretch it just seems to go on and on and ooooon. . .I would usually stop at a bar - always open - always ready to serve the peregrino - and have a cup of coffee, coca cola or. . . wait for it. . .a beer with lemon. . .very refreshing and yes I have now started drinking beer early in the day. . . :-)

Lunch would usually be fruit, or bread and cheese, whatever I could buy in the last village and then obviously lots of water to keep hydrated. The sun gets really hot here in Spain, very much like a South African summer day - I have walked in temperatures of 34° on occasion.

I usually read up about all the accommodation and choose a place that looks good, but by the time I reach my planned destination I just take the first auberge that pops up in front of me. . .sometimes they dont pop up and you have to go searching for them. . .

The auberges are mostly at least 8 beds in a room, more often than not 20 - 50 in the same room. Beds are usually bunk beds, I have stayed in 2 places that had single beds and loved it. Mostly 2 toilets and 2 showers, but some of the bigger ones might have 4 toilets and showers to one dormitory. I have only on one occasion found an auberge that separated women and men (this includes the bathrooms). This I have to say takes some getting used to for me. . . I have also on accasion had people walk around, lie around or lounge around in their underwear only. This does not sit well with me. .

I find that when I am walking, even if I know that there is something really interesting, I just do not have the energy to explore or take photographs.

The only times I really take photographs is after I have reached my destination, claimed my bed and had my shower.

Some of the auberges - usually the ones that is connected to a parish, will cook a communal meal and offer you breakfast. If the auberge does not have good kitchen facilities then you have to GO OUT ON THE TOWN and have the pilgrims menu. The Pilgrims Menu can cost anything from 8 to 12 Euros and always includes a starter, main course and dessert as well as wine.

Well, there you have it. . all in a days´ work . . .

As always, much love. . .

Wild Peregrino

Footprints

I am a very much a solo pilgrim. Around me people form little groups, walking together and meeting up every now and again.

I enjoy the solitude of walking alone, sitting at a sidewalk cafe having coffee and immersed in my own thoughts.

When I walk and I see all the footprints left by the pilgrims who have gone before me on the day, I wonder how many hundreds of pilgrims have walked this path in the last year and how many thousands through the ages. . .

I wonder how many broken and wounded spirits, people with heavy burdens (not the ones on their backs), hurting people, have walked this way before. How many people have gone this way in search of answers, in search of God, in search of healing, worn down with worry, sorrow and pain. How many of them have found what they were looking for? How many knew what they were looking for? How many has given up? How many has continued the growth even after the Camino journey ended?

Many questions go through my mind. Mostly unanswered. People ask me if I am enjoying my holiday - but this is not a holiday. I could have gone to some excotic place and have a really good time for the same money. But this is more - it is a quest, a journey, a searching, a yearning that I can not explain in words.

I am certainly learning to let go off all my little quirks . . . on the Camino you simply do not have the luxury of doing things your way, or having things your way. I dry my face and my hair and my body and my shoes with the same towel and then put the towel on my wet hair again!!! Oh, the little stupid things that holds us bondage. At home I would never wipe my shoes dry and use the same towel for my hair or my body. . and what does it matter really???? What matters is that I have hot water for a shower and a bug free bed. . .that is just so much more important . . and an added bonus is an alimentation - a store where I can buy fruit for the next day´s breakfast or lunch. Finding Yogurt makes my day and if I find an auberge with a proper kitchen - well I am in heaven, because then I can make a salad and do not have to eat the Pilgrims Dinner.

More on the next blog about eating and sleeping. . .

Until then,

Ultreia!!!

Wild Peregrino

Camino Lessons

More and more I am learning that the Camino is in fact an inner journey that you take. I might be walking strange paths and through fascinating little villages and meeting interesting people, but really the journey is inside myself. It is also not a journey that will end when I reach Santiago or Finnisterre but it is a journey that should never end.

By the end of my third week I was walking really well. All my feet problems have been sorted out and my blisters started turning into callouses. . .never thought I would think that callouses is good, but when you walk it certainly is!

On Sunday morning I left Boadilla del Camino after spending a night in a wonderful auberge - En El Camino - complete with swimming pool nogal!! All facilities were great and there was also the delightful Eduardo who told me that I am sweet enough. . . A wonderful family and Eduardo a bit of a flirt but all in good spirit.

As I walked out of Fromista I wanted to climb up from the road to the walkway but slipped and fell. A little bit shaken I assessed the damage and concluded that I only scraped my right shin a bit.

I stopped for coffee in Poblacion de Campos to lift my flagging spirits and when I started walking again was dismayed to find that my right ankle was swollen, stiff and painful.

The next six kilometers were not my best. I made it to Villarmentero de Campos where I stayed the night. . . shared the accommodation with 4 French people and 3 mice! The mice were nice!! Not my best night. . .

The nagging question for me - what is it that I have to learn?? The first two and a half weeks of my journey I was in pain most of the time so really did not enjoy the walking. I have gone from 22 - 25kms a day to abut 16 - 20 kms a day. So, if the lesson for me was to SLOW DOWN - then I have certainly done so. I HAVE SLOWED DOWN!! I really believed that this was one of the things that the Camino is teaching me. . .but falling and hurting my right leg?????? REALLY!!! I am just a tiny little bit fed up.

I know that for many years I have not always been listening to my body and maybe also ignored pain. . . physical as well as emotional. So maybe I need to learn to FEEL? FEEL the pain, push through and move on. . .

Those of you who know me well will know that I do not lack resilience and yet at the moment I feel as if I have none.

I am taking the train into Leon tomorrow morning to give my leg a rest and will then start walking again from there.

Keep the emails coming. . I really need it. . and thank you to all of you who mail me every now and then with a word of encouragement!

Ultreia!!!! On, and on, and on I walk (why am I doing this again??)

Wild Peregrino :-)

Saturday 24 September 2011

Boadilla del Camino

Boadilla del Camino today! Really beautiful auberge with a swimming pool nogal!! Unfortunately I mailed my swimsuit on to Santiago (I can always do the naked thing. . . heheh)

Taking me some time to get used to people walking in their underwear only. It does not sit well with me. . and last night it was an elderly lady lounging around in her panties and 50ish gentleman walking around in his underpants only. SO NOT A PRETTY PICTURE. . . I HAD NIGHTMARES LAST NIGHT!!

As dit nou ´n jong 28 jarige mannetjie was, sou ek dalk nie gekla het nie. . ;-)

I am beginning to get my own rythm although I must say that walking in the heat today I wondered what on earth I was doing and whatever got into me when I started planning this. . .

Monday will be the start of my 4th week!!! It is amazing how the days just flow into each other and how difficult it has become to keep track of which day of the week it is. .

My feet is good as long as I dont try to do 25km stretches. . and they are really happy when I stop around 20kms.

Thats all from me for now. . . sitting working on a fairly new laptop so I am going to try and upload some photographs.

Mucho Love!!

xxxx

Wild Peregrino

Thursday 22 September 2011

The Meseta

Just a quick note, to put you all at ease. The melancholy left me once I started walking on the Meseta.. .

Last night someone asked me why I was doing the Camino. I could not really give them an answer.

All of you are sending me lovele messages saying, clear your head, fight your demons, leave everything behind.. ..

Am I doing any of this. . I honestly do not know.

Am I clearing my Head : I dont know
Am I getting answers : I dont know
Am I leaving things behind : I dont know

Maybe at some unconscious level I am doing some clearing etc. but honestly right now I feel as if all I am doing is putting one foot in front of the other to get to the next town.

I am walking easier and finding my rythm, nearly 3 weeks into the camino. . . blisters getting better. . . feet not so sore anymore. . . hmmm. . . I can do a rhyme here. . . sore, more, blore, blore, blore. . .

The lesson that I am learning is that maybe I am doing the Camino to learn to slow down instead of speeding up. . .

Until next time, because this flicking keyboard is driving me up the ancient walls of this village. . .where am I again today . . . oh yes . .. Hontana. . .

It is difficult to believe that I have been walking for nearly three weeks now. . . time passes without me really having any idea of what day of the week it is. . .

Nearly half way. . .

Much love,

Wild Peregrino. .

Bathroom Dialog : Warning : Not for Sensitive Readers

So I cannot find the exclamation mark on this keyboard and I really do need it. .

Bathroom or Toilet Dialog : Week 1

Me : Surprised Look on my Face
The Door is closed is it not . . . Question Mark, Question Mark
. . .can not find the flicking thing on this keyboard so prepare yourself for a really interesting read. .
Yes, It is Closed and Locked because I am inside sitting on the loo : Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark
No, it is not stuck, it is locked : Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark
Fluck : Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark
Fluck It is Locked
Go Away, Voetsek, Los my Uit, If you touch that door again I am going to come out and kill you with my bare hands Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation MarkExclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark

Bathroom or Toilet Dialog : Week 2
Well, the door is closed and it is definitely locked, so maybe you can go away and leave me in peace ; Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark
Yes, it is in fact locked and not stuck, there is someone inside, voetsek Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark, Exclamation Mark

Bathroom or Toilet Dialog : Week 3

Oh fluck off : the door is locked, go away, voetsek, take a number, just leave me alone..

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My sincere apologies if the above post offended you. . . .I just had to get it out. . hehe. .. . maybe in European countries doors are always closed and you have to try it to make sure if the loo is available or not.

Ultreia
Wild Very Wild Peregrino

Tuesday 20 September 2011

Stupid, stupid, stupid Peregrino

Hola from Burgos,

I am in Burgos today and do not like it one little bit. It is amazing how quickly I came to dislike the hustle and bustle of the bigger towns. It is also my impression that in the bigger towns, the pilgrims really do get ripped off.

I am alone in a fairly big city and I guess that would contribute to my grumpiness, but my camera´s card reader does not work on the Spanish computers. These card readers cost in the region of 5 Euros and here in Burgos they want 18 Euros for it. . . which I will not be paying.

So if you were wondering why I have not posted any pictures now you know why.

But, to give you a bit of a giggle. . . coming into Burgos today I met people that I have seen on the way - they suggested I book into a pension which was close by. I did - at a price that I should have known better and then later realised that I was the only person in this rickety, dark, slightly scary building. I then promptly packed up and moved on to the auberge which is surprisingly good and they have Internet access for a 1/3 of the price that I paid at the pension!! Lesson learnt - DO NOT ALWAYS ACT IN HASTE - which is something I regularly do. I feel much better now, surrounded by other pilgrims in a modern building etc.

Tomorrow I plan to walk as far as Rabe de las Calzados or if I have it in me, maybe onto Hornillos del Camino. My energy is not a problem, but I have blisters on my two small toes and a large one under the ball of my right foot. It just makes walking really painful. . . not so bad when I start out but then the last hour of so of the journey becomes just a bit too much for me. My left ankle and foot also aches quite a bit after a hard days´ walking, but pain killers work well for that.

Some mornings I start the day with joy in my heart and a cocktail of pain killers. . .heheh . .other days I start with joy only.

Those of you who know me well, might pick up that I am a bit melancholy today. . . I think it is the big city, being all alone, not understanding the language, feeling a bit homesick. . . all of it rolled into one. . .I am a real sissy today. . .

I will be saying goodbye. . . .no sense writing when the tears are flowing. . and I said you will know when I am happy and when I am sad. . .

Much love as always. .

Wild (Sad) Peregrino

Camino Rhymes 1

Oh Lord
In this vast open space
All I want is to see your face
All I need is to know your grace
To meet with You in this vast open space
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Monday 19 September 2011

The first two weeks - 270km behind me!


View El Camino week 1 and 2 in a larger map

The Last 3 Kilometers

Hola everybody. .. .

I am in Villafranca Montes de Orca.  The last 3 kilometres of a day just kills me.  I was thinking today how a day journey for me - about 22km - can be done by car or bus in less than 15 minutes!  Got me thinking how we have really revved up our lives and how we have to keep going at that insane pace!

Working on a computer that I really do not understand, but will blog again tomorrow or when I arrive in Burgos.

In the meantime, I am well, my feet are better - 2 huge blisters on my small toes, bought some toe condoms!!  Yes!!! Even your toes need protection in Spain.

Much love

Wild Peregrino. . . xxxxx

Saturday 17 September 2011

Pilgrims Day

Hola!!!

It is Saturday Night here in Santa Domingo.  I have been enjoying the Rioja (pronounced Rioka) wines and this may not be the best time to write a blog :-)

I want to tell you how difficult it is to be a pilgrim.  Oh, all the planning that goes into my day!  It drives me crazy. .. hehe. . . nothing could be further from the truth.  Life is so amazingly simple.  I only have to decide how far I need to go the next day, make sure I have breakfast and lunch in my pack, enough water to take me through the day. . and voila!!!  I am all set to go. . .

This is basically how it works. .. .

I will start the day before. . . I walk as far as I can - which in my case is 22km max!!  By then I am ready to fall down dead. . . I find an auberge. . . . this immediately makes me come back to life again because I can now stop walking. . . then 1st priority is a shower. . . . oh how heavenly water can be on a tired body.  Sometimes if it is allowed I also do my washing in the shower. . . (ek trap dit skoon hehehe).  If I can do it in the shower then 2nd priority has been taken care off.  Then I sort out my bed - do the bedbug spray thing. . although I have not met any of those pesky little creatures yet. . . . and then if there is anything left. . . I go and explore the town.

So, basically, at 5:30 in the mornings I get up. .. start walking soon after 6 and then walk until about hmmm. .. anything from 12:00 to 14:00 depending on the terrain and also how many ups and downs I encountered.  The reason I start so early is firstly because of the incredibe heat, but that seems to be cooling down and then secondly to make sure you get a bed for the night.  The one thing I have to say. . .I have yet to walk a flat road or terrain. .. all of it is up little hills and down little valleys. . I am sure this road was designed to make it as hard as possible.  Many times I cross the same road that goes fairly flat but here I am, struggling up the hill and sliding down the hill. . .

You have to make sure that you time your walking so that you get to an auberge - preferably not later than 14:00 otherwise you might find it COMPLETO (which translates to full). .. this is a scary word for a weary pilgrim. . .if there is no other auberge in the town, it means walking to the next town. . . .well, for me, it basically means falling apart. . .

And that is that, my whole day planned from beginning to end . . . .

I will leave you with hug and a kiss and go and sort my backpack ready to go tomorrow morning.

P.S.  I have not been able to upload any photos. . .will make a plan. .. otherwise you will just have to buy the book. ..

Much love!!

Willemien

Thursday 15 September 2011

Camino Lessons

Hello All,
I have not been able to update the blog as not all auberges have internet facilities and if it is available, you can imagine the line of people waiting to use it.

I slept in Azofra last night and will write another post about the last few days of my journey.  Todays´post however is about things that I have learnt.

Lesson 1 : Honour Your Body, Be Kind to Your Body, Listen to Your Body.
The first 4 days or so I was not really walking my own camino.  I started out walking with Sara K, who has become a treasured friend and companion, but she is fitter and faster than me.  I tried to keep up with her but realised that I was not doing myself any favours.  I needed frequent breaks and was pushing myself way too hard.  I have chicken pox feet (visualize all the blisters!!) to show for that, not to mention the excruciating pain on the balls of my feet - but more about that later.  I have now slowed down to my own pace honouring the Camino saying of ¨"The Best Pace for the Camino is Your Own Pace"  Every now and again me and Sara meets up and connect over dinner, but then we each go our own pace again.

Lesson 2 - Give Attention to Nagging Pain in Your Feet.
In Estella, I went to an orthopedic store where I was fitted out with a temporary metatarsal support - I have had this nagging pain in my feet - even wearing normal shoes, but contributed it to the fact that I stand so much.  It now transpires that I need special orthotics that includes a custom support for the bridge under the ball of my feet.  The temporary ones are relieving some of the pain and walking is much more bearable.

Lesson 3 - Allow Life to Happen (or put differently - Learn to go With the Flow)
When I started planning this journey I read many blogs, where people opted to use a bus or have their luggage transported.  I had a very judgemental attitude about this, because after all the pilgrimage is about the walk!!!  Well, I am learning that the pilgrimage is not about the walking at all, but about all the other things that are happening.  I have used the bus twice now, yesterday was one day to get to Azofra - because I want to visit two monasteries close by and do not want to get there on a Saturday and find them closed.

Today I will be paying the astronomical amount of about R250 to taxi to the monasteries as it is off the Camino Way - from there I will walk to Ciruena.

On Saturday I will be going to Santa Domingo de Calzada where I plan to spoil myself and book into a private pension.  Oh to imagine the bliss of a room and hopefully bathroom all to myself - what luxury!!!

Lesson 4 - We Do Not Need So Much Stuff!!
In my pack I have a pair of zip off pants, a strappy stop and a shirt, 2 pairs of liner socks and 2 pairs of thick socks, 2 x sarongs, 2 sets of underwear, my sleeping bag, sheet, pillow case, towel, very basic toiletries, a travel washing line, sewing kit (for draining blisters) travel plug, first aid kit, set of thermal pants and top, rain pants, rain jacket, fleece top and thin poncho.  I also have a pair of slops for showering and walking around in the evening.  On my body, another pair of zip off pants, t-shirt, pair of underwear, liner socks and thick socks.  My pack is still too heavy.  On top of this, I have to carry my food for the day and at least one and a half litres of water.

I plan to mail my raingear on 10 days at a time to relieve the weight of the pack a bit.  The heavy pack also contributes to my feet getting sore, so I will do anything to alleviate that.  Many old Spanish gentleman have walked past me commenting - "Mucho Peso, Mucho Peso for the Camino"  I just laugh and say Si, Si. . .what can I do, I will be here covering the change of season and have to be prepared for the rain.

Lesson 5 - Sharing Bedrooms and Bathrooms = It is nearly two weeks into my walk and I am surviving!!  I am not specifically enjoying this part of the learning but I am certainly none the worse for it.

I have met some amazing people so far - some only walking for a week or 10 days, others doing the whole journey.  I will meet some of them again on the way, others I will never see again.  That is the way of the Camino. 

Look out for my post about Spanish Fiestas and the routine of a pilgrim!!

Until then, thank you for the emails, you bless me with each one that I receive, much love to everybody!!

Ultreia!!!!  On I walk. . .

Willemien  (with tears in my eyes because I am also realising what wonderful people I have in my life!!))

xxxxx

Saturday 10 September 2011

Uterga - Day 6 of my Journey,

So here I am in Uterga and I must say after having had a shower and doing my washing I am in heaven!  It is amazing what water can do for a weary soul.

Day 1 of my journey was difficult, Day 2 not so bad, but I had no idea what I set myself up for on Day 3 - the climb up and down the hill!!! to Zubiri.  When I reached the sign that said Zubiri was 3.3km away I was more than ready to just fall down dead.  I had no resources left, my feet were aching and when I got to the town, the first and second Auberges were Completo (full) and I had to drag my weary body to the municipal auberge which was not one of my best experiences.  Not too clean, sharing bathroom with both sexes - you get my point. .. hehe. . .and me not sharing bathrooms!!  AGGGGGHHHHH  It was all I could do not to start crying.

Most computers do not allow download of photographs, but I will make a plan in one of the bigger cities.

Started off the next day to Arra which is about 4.5km outside of Pamplona and stayed in Trinidad de Arre - I think. . .I am writing without a guidebook now. . .it was absolute bliss. . . . lovely courtyard garden to sit in, beautiful little town and a supermicado to buy salad stuff.  It was wonderful just sitting in the garden eating salad and drinking wine.  This was also my cheapest meal so far. . .pilgrims menu´s in the region of 12 Euros and this cost me (including my yoghurt and fruit for breakfast the next day) about 4 Euros.

Spent yesterday in Pamplona exploring a bit. . . and left at 6 this morning to Uterga.  This to me had been an easier day although it was quite steep up and down, but nothing like the bit to Zubiri. . .  .On Wednesday I had serious doubts about my ability to do this.  The first 3 days were not easy.

I am learning many lessons and releasing so much crap (sorry about that one), much time to think and finding myself really trusting God for strength and resilience on the difficult parts. . .Today many songs and poems just wrote themselves in my head and before I knew it - I WAS IN UTERGA!!!  How amazing is that?

This first week I have really only plodded along and have not taken that many pictures. . . Realised that I am walking more from A to B to get a bed, than experiencing and being on THE WAY!  Am not going to keep on doing it like this.

Well, that is it for me now, just a quick update, and will try to post again early in next week. . .I am not having an easy time, but I am still strong in my mind. . . .(kan nie nou dink wat moedeloos in Engels is nie - maar ek is nog nie moedeloos nie).

The trip to Zubiri did quite a bit of damage to my feet.  I am nursing some really big blisters - which my shoes have never given me. . .hope they will get better and not worse.

In the meantime I miss everybody that I love so much. . . .and on my way up the mountain today cried many tears - specifically for my sister who passed away last year. . .

To my kids who are really cheering me on and my grandchildren. . .- I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH AND AM SHEDDING A TEAR HERE. . . .LAW JOE MATS!!!!!

Tomorrow I might only go as far as Los Arcos, dont know and have decided to take each day as it comes. 

Remember that you can mail me on wiltheron@gmail.com  I may not be able to reply but I do receive those messages on my blackberry. . . . It is great to receive an email saying that you commented on my blog or even just wishing me well.

On I walk. . .xxxx

Tuesday 6 September 2011

Day 2 - Hunto to Roncesvalles,

So here I am in Roncesvalles.  Cannot post photos but the auberge is brand new - or renovated rather.  4 beds in a cubicle with 3 showers, 3 toilets and 3 wash basins.  Luxurious!!!  No shops here, except a souvenir shop and I am still trying to replace my guide which I left in the UK. 

Hoping to have a good nights sleep and will post again when I get to an internet area.

On I walk!!

Willemien
Day 1 = St Jean Pied de Port - Hunto.

I am learning very fast that no plans is best.  Today I left from St Jean planning to sleep at Hunto.  I explored St Jean until about 11h00 and then took to the road.  Dark clouds were gathering behind me and I barely started walking when the rain started pouring.  Real Cape Town Winter Rain!!  Very soon the path was shrouded in mist and rain and very steep.  I missed the sign for Hunto because there was no visibility and I was really battling up the very steep hill, just putting one foot in front of the other.  Next thing I know I was at Orisson, but there was no beds left and I had to go back to Hunto.  Hunto was good.  I shared a room with a lovely French Gentleman. . .he did not snore and we both slept well!  It was great having one bathroom between the two of us, but I am still getting used to sharing with other women and also men.

Cannot post any pictures on this computer but will update as soon as I can.

Buen Camino

Willemien

Sunday 4 September 2011

St Jean Pied de Port

Ok, this is a very quick post, just to say that I am in St Jean; starting the walk over the Pyrenees in a bit, going to explore St Jean first.

Was going to stay over in Bayonne last night but then decided to take a taxi to St Jean instead.  Lovely Auberge that I stayed in, however not much sleeping because of snoring. . . can not find all the keys on this keyboard. . . adding a photo or two. . . .

Until next blog, buen camino to all of you.  xxx

Friday 2 September 2011

Stages of the Journey 2

In the previous blog I posted pictures of the first 4 stages of the journey (more or less).  I will not be following the stages exactly as set out in these pictures but it gives you a good idea of elevation and kilometres.

Stage 5










Stage 6


Stage 7










Stage 8




 
I plan to keep walking to Finisterre after I get to Santiago, want to see what the end of the world looks like!!  :-)


 











Well, there you have it, the route that I will be following!

Ultreia!
Willemien

Wednesday 31 August 2011

Stages of the Journey

The pictures below is of different stages - I copied this from a touring website, so do not claim them as my own.

Stage 1:
Stage 2:
Stage 3:
Stage 4:
I am planning to walk between 20 and 25 kms per day, so by the end of this stage (stage 4) I would have walked about 3 weeks and a total of 410 km's.

I am still figuring out how I can use Google Maps to plot my journey as I go.

Next blog - last 5 stages. . .

hasta la vista. . . :-)


The 22

The Route

Ok, so for all of you who asked. . .this is the plan and some pictures of the elevation and distances.

I plan to go to Bayonne from Biarritz airport - this is still in France - spend a day in Bayonne then go on to St-Jean-Pied-de-Port from where my Journey Proper will begin. 

The picture below gives you some idea of how many different routes there are.  In medieval times (and still today) people started at their front doors to begin their pilgrimage journey.  I will be doing the Camino Frances which is marked in green.  You will notice that most of the routes connect with the Camino Frances at some point.
My starting point is at number 4 - St Jean Pied de Port

The next picture gives you some idea of the elevation from Roncesvalles which is about 28km after my starting point to Santiago de Compostela.



In the next post I will include elevation pictures broken up into stages.  I am not sure how many pictures I can do in a single post, so bear with me on this one.

Buen Camino!!
Willemien

Tuesday 30 August 2011

Comfort Zones

I started writing this blog while waiting/sitting/lying/lounging around at Dubai Airport. . my stayover time was 9 hours. . . All I could do was moan, groan and complain.  I was dressed in jeans, boots and leather jacket with long sleeved shirt under it. . arriving in Dubai at 6 in the morning their time the outside temperature was already 35° Celsius.  I was hot, bothered, smelly, tired and just not good company in general.

The last couple of days, being without a cell phone, no contact with people in South Africa except through Facebook and Skype - heheh, just realised that I have a lot of contact, as I am writing this. . . just shows how we get used to having mobile phones around. . . and then frustration with sim cards that will work in the UK, France and Spain got me thinking.

I am so used to getting my own way, doing my own thing, having everything just as I like it, want it, or expect it to turn out.  Maybe all of us (and definitely me) need to get out of our comfort zones, do things differently, not have our own way in everything we do or plan.  Maybe it is time to not be in control of everything. . very difficult for me.  I could probably write a whole blog about being in control.  The unease I feel about the whole trip has a lot more to do with the fact that I am not in control of all my travel plans.  It is not so much fear of the unkown as it is fear of not being in control.

Then there is the comfort factor, my own bed, my own this, my own that, the little things that makes my life pleasant, easier, just more comfortable.  Just the thought of sharing a room with other people, or the possibility of bedbugs!!! or not having a cup of coffee to start the morning. . . oh how comfortable we are with our own little things, our own little ways, our own little habits. . . and the realisation that nobody else has to put up with it. . . slowly, slowly, letting go of my own little comforts.

In the meanwhile I am definitely slowing down, letting go and have to admit, there is the slightest stirring of excitement happening.  It has been absolutely amazing to get to know my little grandson, reconnect with my kids and just allowing life to happen.  Have been hunting gorillas here in Bristol - you can read more about it here:
http://bristolculture.wordpress.com/2011/07/08/gorillas-roam-the-streets-of-bristol/



Am I fit and ready for the El Camino?  Fit - nope, not as much as I would like to have been.  Ready??  Oh Yes!!!  It is time to make it happen. 

Next blog will give you some idea of the journey, the elevation, the route and the distances I plan to do every day. . .

Until then. . . Ultreia!

Ultreia is a word deriving from the ancient Galician language (and originally from the Latin word ultra) which translates to 'Walk further!', 'Walk higher!', 'Onward!' or 'Walk on!'  Ultra means 'further', 'extreme', 'radical', 'beyond the norm'. The true end of the Spanish Camino is Fistera, Finisterre, Finis Terra, The End of the Earth, the Furthest Point West in Spain, indeed the Furthest Point West in Europe.  This is where my journey will end and hopefully my search for answers to the many questions in my life. 

As always - much love to all of you. . .

Saturday 6 August 2011

About the Journey

Journey Inwards on the Field of Stars


I plan to walk the El Camino de Santiago in September and October 2011.   The El Camino – also known as the Way of St James, Jakobsweg and many other names follow different routes.   I am planning to walk the El Camino Frances, which starts in France in the small town of St Jean Pied de Port and to go all the way to Finisterre in Spain.    Finisterre was thought to be the end of the world in medieval times.   My total journey from St Jean Pied de Port to Finisterre amounts to about 879km’s.   I am planning to walk this over a six week period keeping in mind an El Camino saying that goes something like “The best pace is your pace”.  

Why am I doing this you might ask?  As many pilgrims that have gone before me and also many that will go after me the reasons are many and varied.   The main reason is a very personal one that I will not be sharing on this blog.    Other than that, I hope to be able to see life differently and to come back a changed person.   I am expecting miracles on my walk.   As you journey with me, you will learn a lot about me, the things that makes me happy, the things that make me sad etc.

Walking the El Camino will be challenging for a couple of reasons, the biggest being the fact that I broke my leg very badly in 2009 and I have some concerns about this.   The other challenge for me is on a very selfish level and that is the fact that I do not share bedrooms or bathrooms very well.  .   .  :-).    On the Camino, accommodation is in aubergues – similar to backpacker hostels and sharing is at the order of the day.

This blog will be updated weekly until I start walking at the beginning of September 2011.  I am hoping to be able to post daily once I start walking.   I would appreciate your support via sms, posting on the blog, mailing me, keeping me in your prayers and your hearts etc.

I am still looking for some sponsors and if you feel moved in any way to contribute towards my expenses you will find my bank details at the end of this post.  

A bit more about the El Camino de Santiago – (source – Wikipedia)
The route to Santiago de Compostela was a Roman trade route, nicknamed the Milky Way by travellers, as it followed the Milky Way to the Atlantic Ocean.   The popular Spanish name for the astronomical Milky Way is El Camino de Santiago.  According to a common medieval legend, the Milky Way was formed from the dust raised by travelling pilgrims.   Compostela itself means "field of stars".    To this day, many pilgrims continue from Santiago de Compostela to the Atlantic coast of Galicia, to finish their journeys at Spain's westernmost point, Cape Finisterre.  Although Cape Finisterre is not the westernmost point of mainland Europe (Cabo da Roca in Portugal is further west), the fact that the Romans called it Finisterrae (literally the end of the world or Land's End in Latin) indicates that they viewed it as such.

The scallop shell, often found on the shores in Galicia, has long been the symbol of the Camino de Santiago.  Over the centuries the scallop shell has taken on mythical, metaphorical and practical meanings, even if its relevance may actually derive from the desire of pilgrims to take home a souvenir.   The scallop shell also acts as a metaphor.  The grooves in the shell, which come together at a single point, represent the various routes pilgrims traveled, eventually arriving at a single destination: the tomb of James in Santiago de Compostela.  The shell is also a metaphor for the pilgrim.  As the waves of the ocean wash scallop shells up on the shores of Galicia, God's hand also guided the pilgrims to Santiago.   The scallop shell also served practical purposes for pilgrims on the Camino de Santiago.  The shell was the right size for gathering water to drink or for eating out of as a makeshift bowl.

The daily needs of pilgrims on their way to and from Compostela were met by a series of hospitals and hospices.  

The Modern-day Pilgrimage
Today tens of thousands of pilgrims set out each year from their front doorstep, or popular starting points across Europe, to make their way to Santiago de Compostela.  Most travel by foot, some by bicycle, and a few travel as some of their medieval counterparts did, on horseback or by donkey.   In addition to people undertaking a religious pilgrimage, the majority are travellers and hikers who walk the route for non-religious reasons: travel, sport, or simply the challenge of weeks of walking in a foreign land.  Also, many consider the experience a spiritual adventure to remove themselves from the bustle of modern life.  It acts as a retreat for many modern "pilgrims".

Accommodation
In Spain and France, pilgrim's hostels with beds in dormitories dot the common routes, providing overnight accommodation for pilgrims who hold a credencial.   In Spain this type of accommodation is called a refugio or albergue, both of which are similar to youth hostels or hostelries in the French system of gîtes d'étape.  Staying at hostels usually cost between five and nine euros per night per bed in a dormitory, although a few hostels known as donativos operate on voluntary donations.  Pilgrims are usually limited to one night's accommodation and are expected to leave by eight in the morning to continue their pilgrimage.   Hostels may be run by the local parish, the local council, private owners, or pilgrims' associations.  Occasionally these refugios are located in monasteries, such as the one run by monks in Samos, Spain and the one in Santiago de Compostela.
Note : I have heard that aubergues are more expensive as more and more people start treating this as a cheap holiday or not give donations at all at the "donativos" auberges.  I will report back on this as I do my daily posts.

Credencial or Pilgrim's Passport
Most pilgrims carry a document called the credencial, purchased for a few euros from a Spanish tourist agency, a church on the route or from their church back home.  The credencial is a pass which gives access to inexpensive, sometimes free, overnight accommodation in refugios along the trail.  Also known as the "pilgrim's passport", the credencial is stamped with the official St.  James stamp of each town or refugio at which the pilgrim has stayed.  It provides walking pilgrims with a record of where they ate or slept, but also serves as proof to the Pilgrim's Office in Santiago that the journey is accomplished according to an official route.   The stamped credencial is necessary if the pilgrim wants to obtain a compostela - a certificate of accomplishment given to pilgrims on completing the Way.  To earn the compostela one needs to walk a minimum of 100 km or cycle at least 200 km.  In practice, for walkers, that means starting in the small city of Sarria, for it has good transportation connections via bus and rail to other places in Spain.  Pilgrims arriving in Santiago de Compostela who have walked at least the last 100 km, or cycled 200 km to get there (as indicated on their credencial), are eligible for the compostela from the Pilgrim's Office in Santiago.

A Spanish phrase that you will read many times here on my blog is Buen Camino!  Basically it means good luck and happy travelling or safe journey but on the Camino it is more an acknowledgement of a fellow peregrino – a person walking the way searching for answers, a person on a soul journey (which we all are), a fellow traveller on the journey of life.

So I wish you Buen Camino!
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Tuesday 26 July 2011

Mad Cow Disease

Yes!  Mad Cow Disease!!  I am running around like a mad cow trying to sort out Schengen Visas, UK Visas, travelling from Britian to France then travelling from Santiago back to Britian!  What on earth posessed me when I made the decision to do this walk??  But Journey I Must, This I Know. . so I am looking for a fairy godmother with a very effective wand. . .

But "Ultreia" - Onwards - and "Suseia" - Upwards. . .  I don't do scared - at least I thought that I don't do scared. .

Say a prayer for me in the morning, say a prayer for me in the afternoon, say a prayer for me in the evening!  In fact, just dont stop praying, my emotional reserves are really low at the moment. . .

Buen Camino to all my fellow earth travellers.
Willemien

Friday 22 July 2011

Thumbs Up to Syncpack Frontpack System - Boulder, Colorado, USA

What an amazing thing the internet is.  We really do live in a global village.  Syncpack Frontpack Systems is a company in the USA who developed this nifty frontpack which makes your life much easier when hiking.  It spreads the weight that you carry which have many benefits, but the best feature for me is the fact that I can have my snacks, water, important documents, camera etc. close by, dont need to remove my backpack to get to something.

Syncpack has pledged their support in providing me with a frontpack system - Thank You Syncpack!!!.  I have searched far and wide here in South Africa but could not get the product or get hold of anything similar.  I will be reporting back on the Syncpack system so watch this space if you want to know more.

The innovative syncpack™ frontpack system:
  • mounts on any backpack. The syncpack quick-release connectors strap onto the hip belt and shoulder straps of your backpack so you can attach and remove the frontpack in a "snap".
  • makes a heavy load feel dramatically lighter and more comfortable. The patent-pending syncpack frame counterbalances the backward pull of your backpack and restores your natural upright body posture. The syncpack system reduces the strain on your shoulders, back, and abdominal muscles so you can go farther, go faster, and feel better at the end of the day.
  • provides on-the-move access to frequently used gear. You don't need to stop and take off your backpack to reach your camera, map, sunscreen, snack, water, etc.
Explore their website to learn more about syncpack frontpack system - http://www.thesyncpack.com/

Maybe one of our outdoor stores can start importing this product.

Update next week after all travellig documents e.g. schengen visa, uk visa etc. has been sorted out.

In the meantime
Buen Camino to all my fellow life travellers. .

Willemien

Tuesday 19 July 2011

About the Journey

Journey Inwards on the Field of Stars


I plan to walk the El Camino de Santiago in September and October 2011.   The El Camino – also known as the Way of St James, Jakobsweg and many other names follow different routes.   I am planning to walk the El Camino Frances, which starts in France in the small town of St Jean Pied de Port and to go all the way to Finisterre in Spain.    Finisterre was thought to be the end of the world in medieval times.   My total journey from St Jean Pied de Port to Finisterre amounts to about 879km’s.   I am planning to walk this over a six week period keeping in mind an El Camino saying that goes something like “The best pace is your pace”.  

Why am I doing this you might ask?  As many pilgrims that have gone before me and also many that will go after me the reasons are many and varied.   The main reason is a very personal one that I will not be sharing on this blog.    Other than that, I hope to be able to see life differently and to come back a changed person.   I am expecting miracles on my walk.   As you journey with me, you will learn a lot about me, the things that makes me happy, the things that make me sad etc.

Walking the El Camino will be challenging for a couple of reasons, the biggest being the fact that I broke my leg very badly in 2009 and I have some concerns about this.   The other challenge for me is on a very selfish level and that is the fact that I do not share bedrooms or bathrooms very well.  .   .  :-).    On the Camino, accommodation is in aubergues – similar to backpacker hostels and sharing is at the order of the day.

This blog will be updated weekly until I start walking at the beginning of September 2011.  I am hoping to be able to post daily once I start walking.   I would appreciate your support via sms, posting on the blog, mailing me, keeping me in your prayers and your hearts etc.

I am still looking for some sponsors and if you feel moved in any way to contribute towards my expenses you will find my bank details at the end of this post.  

A bit more about the El Camino de Santiago – (source – Wikipedia)
The route to Santiago de Compostela was a Roman trade route, nicknamed the Milky Way by travellers, as it followed the Milky Way to the Atlantic Ocean.   The popular Spanish name for the astronomical Milky Way is El Camino de Santiago.  According to a common medieval legend, the Milky Way was formed from the dust raised by travelling pilgrims.   Compostela itself means "field of stars".    To this day, many pilgrims continue from Santiago de Compostela to the Atlantic coast of Galicia, to finish their journeys at Spain's westernmost point, Cape Finisterre.  Although Cape Finisterre is not the westernmost point of mainland Europe (Cabo da Roca in Portugal is further west), the fact that the Romans called it Finisterrae (literally the end of the world or Land's End in Latin) indicates that they viewed it as such.

The scallop shell, often found on the shores in Galicia, has long been the symbol of the Camino de Santiago.  Over the centuries the scallop shell has taken on mythical, metaphorical and practical meanings, even if its relevance may actually derive from the desire of pilgrims to take home a souvenir.   The scallop shell also acts as a metaphor.  The grooves in the shell, which come together at a single point, represent the various routes pilgrims traveled, eventually arriving at a single destination: the tomb of James in Santiago de Compostela.  The shell is also a metaphor for the pilgrim.  As the waves of the ocean wash scallop shells up on the shores of Galicia, God's hand also guided the pilgrims to Santiago.   The scallop shell also served practical purposes for pilgrims on the Camino de Santiago.  The shell was the right size for gathering water to drink or for eating out of as a makeshift bowl.

The daily needs of pilgrims on their way to and from Compostela were met by a series of hospitals and hospices.  

The Modern-day Pilgrimage
Today tens of thousands of pilgrims set out each year from their front doorstep, or popular starting points across Europe, to make their way to Santiago de Compostela.  Most travel by foot, some by bicycle, and a few travel as some of their medieval counterparts did, on horseback or by donkey.   In addition to people undertaking a religious pilgrimage, the majority are travellers and hikers who walk the route for non-religious reasons: travel, sport, or simply the challenge of weeks of walking in a foreign land.  Also, many consider the experience a spiritual adventure to remove themselves from the bustle of modern life.  It acts as a retreat for many modern "pilgrims".

Accommodation
In Spain and France, pilgrim's hostels with beds in dormitories dot the common routes, providing overnight accommodation for pilgrims who hold a credencial.   In Spain this type of accommodation is called a refugio or albergue, both of which are similar to youth hostels or hostelries in the French system of gîtes d'étape.  Staying at hostels usually cost between five and nine euros per night per bed in a dormitory, although a few hostels known as donativos operate on voluntary donations.  Pilgrims are usually limited to one night's accommodation and are expected to leave by eight in the morning to continue their pilgrimage.   Hostels may be run by the local parish, the local council, private owners, or pilgrims' associations.  Occasionally these refugios are located in monasteries, such as the one run by monks in Samos, Spain and the one in Santiago de Compostela.
Note : I have heard that aubergues are more expensive as more and more people start treating this as a cheap holiday or not give donations at all at the "donativos" auberges.  I will report back on this as I do my daily posts.

Credencial or Pilgrim's Passport
Most pilgrims carry a document called the credencial, purchased for a few euros from a Spanish tourist agency, a church on the route or from their church back home.  The credencial is a pass which gives access to inexpensive, sometimes free, overnight accommodation in refugios along the trail.  Also known as the "pilgrim's passport", the credencial is stamped with the official St.  James stamp of each town or refugio at which the pilgrim has stayed.  It provides walking pilgrims with a record of where they ate or slept, but also serves as proof to the Pilgrim's Office in Santiago that the journey is accomplished according to an official route.   The stamped credencial is necessary if the pilgrim wants to obtain a compostela - a certificate of accomplishment given to pilgrims on completing the Way.  To earn the compostela one needs to walk a minimum of 100 km or cycle at least 200 km.  In practice, for walkers, that means starting in the small city of Sarria, for it has good transportation connections via bus and rail to other places in Spain.  Pilgrims arriving in Santiago de Compostela who have walked at least the last 100 km, or cycled 200 km to get there (as indicated on their credencial), are eligible for the compostela from the Pilgrim's Office in Santiago.

A Spanish phrase that you will read many times here on my blog is Buen Camino!  Basically it means good luck and happy travelling or safe journey but on the Camino it is more an acknowledgement of a fellow peregrino – a person walking the way searching for answers, a person on a soul journey (which we all are), a fellow traveller on the journey of life.

So I wish you Buen Camino!
Banking Details:
W J J Theron
Standard Bank, Current Account
Branch Code - 051001
Account Number : 270786457