The good, the bad and the ugly
I´m on my way to the start of Camino Santiago. In Pamplona (which is also a station on the way) and already I met the good the bad and the ugly parts of a trip.
The good: On my way out of the airport I met an Israely girl that will be walking the camino so we hooked up. When we got to the hostel in Pamplona to stay a night the place was full (100 beds) so there are pleanty of people on the road and I will never be alone. The guy sleeping in the bunk below me was Italian. And the last thing now is taking down the weight of my backpack from 14KG (without water) to 8.5KG. It´s unbelievable how much a towel, shampoo, liquid soap weigh.
The bad: This somehow postpones/cancels the number 1 reason for the trip: Dealing with my fear of abandonmnet.
The ugly: Yesterday in the bus office while I was buying the bus ticket to Pamplona my small backpack was stolen. While there wasn't much in the backpack (rechargable batteries, cell phone charger, couple of books etc ..). I was lucky enough that just before we went to buy the ticket I took out the passport, money and camera. it still iritates and angers to the point that today while we were going around Pamplona from time to time I steamed out by suggeting things like: hit people with my walking sticks, Stealing a trumpet from a statue, breaking and entering closed shops etc ...
The good: On my way out of the airport I met an Israely girl that will be walking the camino so we hooked up. When we got to the hostel in Pamplona to stay a night the place was full (100 beds) so there are pleanty of people on the road and I will never be alone. The guy sleeping in the bunk below me was Italian. And the last thing now is taking down the weight of my backpack from 14KG (without water) to 8.5KG. It´s unbelievable how much a towel, shampoo, liquid soap weigh.
The bad: This somehow postpones/cancels the number 1 reason for the trip: Dealing with my fear of abandonmnet.
The ugly: Yesterday in the bus office while I was buying the bus ticket to Pamplona my small backpack was stolen. While there wasn't much in the backpack (rechargable batteries, cell phone charger, couple of books etc ..). I was lucky enough that just before we went to buy the ticket I took out the passport, money and camera. it still iritates and angers to the point that today while we were going around Pamplona from time to time I steamed out by suggeting things like: hit people with my walking sticks, Stealing a trumpet from a statue, breaking and entering closed shops etc ...
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