I decided to leave later in the morning, because what is the point of missing a good breakfast, which is included in the cost of the room at Rural Casa Anton Veiras, only to get done walking at 10 am?
It’s not the getting done early that I mind, it is the missing the breakfast.
I still woke around 5 am and was ready to go early. Anton brought me breakfast promptly at 7:30. It was good – sweet cake like pannetone, cafe (which I shouldn’t have drunk), and fresh strawberries and pineapple, which go together wonderfully.
I had forgotten to take off my nitro patch last night, and it needs an 8 hour break each day to continue to work. So, I couldn’t wear it until 1 pm. I also chose to only take 1 ½ beta-blockers as I am trying see if I can go down the dose scale, instead of speeding through them. I don’t know what happens when I reach the max dose. I don’t want to know. Live with a lot of pain, I suspect.
The taxi got me back to Baxioa by 8:10. It was still delightful to walk in the dark and it was again misty and cold.
Of course, there was an alternative path. And I took it. Margaret would have loved THIS alternative path, as there was no ambiguity about where it was. The main path followed the noisy, big highway. This one paralleled it, but about a 1/4 mile away. It was a paved road, but through a production forest. I walked for 2 hours and didn’t even see a car. I didn’t see a person walking until I got to town. In fact, I didn’t even see toilet paper – a sure sign of walkers.
I love that we got ‘pee clothes.’ When I first heard of them, I was put off. But using one, and knowing I am leaving no trace behind…and no white paper… I really appreciate them! You can tell when many people have gone before you, due to the spots of white paper along the sides of the road. I was feeling happy about leaving no liter behind. These cloths are easy to launder everyday and dry quickly. They are just so smart!
I read that some perigrinos want a solo individual journey… a solitary journey, and are dismayed by the crowds. I pondered how it is that I have had that isolation. I’m not sure why, but I have it. So, walking and pondering…
~ Insert Realization of my Personal Reason for My Pilgrimage ~
I stayed at Albergue Casa Real, Sigueiro. I liked it very much. It was my first real social overnight. The busy time of day at the albergue is from abut 4-5 pm. That is when all the peregrinos come in. There were a lot; A big crowd. I have to admire how far almost everyone walks each day! I got to talk with two British young ladies and that was nice.
The albergues have some advantages, other than just potential friends. They have a kettle so I can boils some water for my CPAP. Finding de-ionized water here has been impossible. They have a kitchen area, a dining area, a couch/lounge area. I washed my clothes and they are hanging to dry in some little back room.
The albergue in Sigueiro, where I am staying, closes in a bit, so I asked the proprietor if I could leave my CMD brochures, explaining that they were just information about a condition that is hard to diagnose. That I have it.
Once I said “It’s just information. No sales. Just information to help people,” and said it enough times that he got it, he was glad to let me leave them. I am so grateful to be able to give these out. Maybe someone will read it and later, their mum or aunt or friend will have these signs, but get diagnosed sooner than later. I like that thought.
So – big day. Not the miles or the hills, but the internal work.
A big sigh of relief.
Belief.
Possibilty.
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Here are links to Video #3 on my YouTube channel – explaining Coronary Microvascular Disorders and A GoFundMe page – 100% of funds will go to raise awareness of these conditions.