Knockin’ on Santiago’s Door
Day 30 (Melide to Pedrouzo)
Distance: 21.7 miles (34.92KM)
Time: 6 hours, 45 minutes
Total Distance To-Date: 474.84 Miles (764.18KM)
“An intense anticipation itself transforms possibility into reality; our desires being often but precursors of the things which we are capable of performing.” —Samuel Smiles (Scottish Author)
At one point in today’s journey, we walked through a forest of Douglas Fir Trees. A group of men were cutting down a couple of the trees. The path was overwhelmed with the smell of fresh-cut Christmas trees. It was a wonderful aroma—a delightful reminder of my parents’ house during the Christmas Season.
Today is Christmas Eve on the Camino. Tomorrow, I make the short 18KM walk into town. It took ALL of my will power to stop this afternoon after seven hours of walking. I looked at my watch and said to myself, “I could be in Santiago by 7PM.” However, I had already walked nearly seven hours, my left quad was calling for rest, and I had a reservation at a B&B. So despite the temptation, I ended my day in Pedrouzo—at the doorstep of Santiago.
Today, it rained and rained and rained. Did I mention it rained on my walk today?
Despite the weather, there were many hints of Santiago’s near proximity; road signs, busy highways, and larger buildings.
One came thing came to a conclusion today: After 42 hours of listening (yes, 42 hours), I finally concluded Ken Follett’s new masterpiece, Column of Fire. It was an exceptional book and had some wonderful “indirect” connections to the Camino. The story centers around the struggle between Protestants and Catholics during the Elizabethan era specifically in England, France, Scotland, and Spain. I was happy with the novel’s ending and Follett hinted at a future historical trilogy.
Tomorrow’s ending will be filled with mixed emotions. I am NOT expecting a huge epiphany when I reach Santiago. I have heard of “Pilgrim’s letdown.” It happens when a pilgrim reaches Santiago, but has not received the answer(s) they were seeking on the Camino. I’m not expecting God to hit me over the head when I reach Santiago—that will come later...maybe.
Tonight, I celebrate... I’m knockin’ on Santiago’s door!
Lesson of the Day: Anticipation is a powerful drug.