Saturday, May 10, 2014

Foncebadon - A New Day

May 10, 2014

If I've learned anything on these long trails it's "don't make a final decision on a bad day!" Today is the best day yet. We're hiking into the mountains! Strenuous hiking. Not that flat road stuff. I've also decided that the one thing I can change is my attitude when there's nothing else. So I'm doing that. Whatever will be will be. If it's hot, wet bandannas cool meat night. Need a window open, ask. If someone is rude...be extra nice. They're having a hard time too. Working through my challenges. Looking for the beauty in each day...and there's plenty! Every day, every little village just blows me away with their old old buildings and ruins. Just so quaint!!!!

And today I feel so high I can touch the sky. My feet were flying! I was passing people going uphill:). Love them endorphins!!

Just hiked up to Foncebadon, the highest village on the Camino. We're staying in a hut in the back on mattresses on the floor. We're next to the chicken coop on a hippie farm! So cool! Love this place. The village is mostly the remains of fallen down stone houses. The roofs were wood braces and thatching but that's all gone and the walls are crumbling.

(Ok, got my first request to close the place up tight. The battle begins! What's with these Europeans who bring to the mountains only sleeping sheets and expect that that's enough to stay warm? I don't get it. I've walked through the dorms at night with all the windows closed and 40 bodies sleeping...and it was so warm and humid that it was disgusting. I showed her where the blankets are but she wasn't interested. I can drag my mattress out on the porch tonight I guess. Just noticed that there's a fire going in the fireplace. Oh boy ! )

Deep breath. We'll get through this night too.


Livin' the dream,

BagLady