I´m here in Finisterre, and I feel really good about it. I´m not sure exactly what I was looking for in the Camino, but I´m pretty sure I got "it." It was a great way to change directions - not easy by any means, but then - as usual - that´s what makes it special :) I think I´ve reached my physical limits, and in a good way. Even though the Camino gives you lots of time to think, it also exhausts you in a way that kind of strips everything to its most elemental. When I arrived in Finisterre, I was pretty much at the base of the Maslow pyramid, "driven" mostly by the need to eat and sleep. But that felt good . . . and a few days later, it feels really good.
Besides the crazies and the hippies, everyone on the Camino is an amateur philosopher, so I´ll try to refrain from too much of that and instead pass along a few "randoms" . . .
Official Scents of the Camino: wild fennel, sweaty German men
Official Fruits of the Camino: wild blackberries, figs, and chestnuts
Official Sounds of the Camino: strong winds, the snoring of sweaty German men
Official Author of the Camino: Paolo Coehlo
Best Meals of the Camino: Cocido maragato in Astorga, pulpo in Melides, "fiesta de Luis" in Finisterre
Favorite region: Galicia
Favorite cities: Leon, Santiago
Best items in my pack: earplugs, swiss army knife
Why I loved the Camino: time and space to "be", time and space to think, beautiful landscapes, interesting people, interesting conversations, awesome shared meals, intensity, fatigue, and a window to the "reality" of everything outside "real life".
(Whoops - a bit of amateur philosophy snuck in there at the end. Sorry.) Hasta pronto.
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