Warning: feeling pretty meh today.
And by meh, I mean done. I think I might be….homesick? 🤔 I’m not sure but, I think that might be it.
My day today was decent, no worse than a typical day on the Camino. I felt pretty good for about 6 miles except that I had to pee real bad for the first 2 miles of that.
Side note: every day I pee right before I head out, and every day I get 15 minutes down the road….and need to pee. Then I spend an hour looking for somewhere to go. But often there is nowhere discrete to “pop a squat” and the next town is a couple miles away. Even when I get to the next town, sometimes it is still too early and there’s nowhere to go. It really is a big downside of being a female. It kind of spoils an otherwise lovely morning.
The first thing I found open was the cafe on a nice hotel. I got a coffee (to legitimize my use of the restroom) and “let `er rip!”. Even with my purchase, me and my bag definitely got the stink eye from the hotel people.
Anyway, so the rest of the day was ridiculously beautiful. Most of the time was along the bluffs over the ocean with farms and cornfields on the inland side. Everywhere I looked was picture perfect.
But I am realizing, even beautiful can get old after 4 hours of walking. When things start hurting, “pretty” matters less. Somehow I didn’t hurt any worse today, but it was more bothersome. I think I keep expecting it to get easier and then I’m disappointed when the pain sets in. There have been more painful days than today, but somehow the pain is easier to handle when you simply expect it and accept it.
Regardless, I found myself realizing I wasn’t having fun and was just wanting to stop at the end. My misery eclipsed my resolve. I plodded down the road awash in my own misery, waiting for the day to end.
And then, suddenly, I was at the boat dock which signaled the end of the hike for today. The boat goes from Somo to Santander, where I plan to stay tonight and tomorrow. Yes, somehow knowing tomorrow is a rest day wasn’t enough to make today any easier.
I felt/feel like I just want to go home. I want to sleep in my bed, cuddle with my husband, play with my dogs, cook yummy food in my kitchen, and be in my own space. I’m lonely, but tired of talking to strangers.
Alright, enough whining. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. Maybe I just need some rest.