It took coming to Santiago for me to realize that we have been on our personal Camino for the past 10 past years. Every year we leave the comfort of our home, the security of my kitchen, to be in the world at large. Our travel is our Camino, our journey. For that matter, shouldn't we live our lives as if walking the Camino, deliberately and contemplatively, each and every day?
I liked Santiago de Compostela right away, as we fit in really well with our backpacks and boots, except we NEVER wield our hiking sticks in town. In Santiago I did not feel at all conspicuous. John immediately pointed out that is not an acceptable feeling for someone who is supposed to be on the Camino. Upon more reflection, I decided that my concern is mainly for the aesthetic harmony of a place, no need to shock the natives.
The surprise highlight of our Santiago visit was the Rio Sarela bridge to bridge trail. The trail is only 7 kilometers long. The rio is really a stream, more or less right in the city, since you are walking in the stream bed, it is like being in another world. The stream is clear and fast moving. The trail has a dozen types of surfaces. You walk by a dozen bridges of various ages. There are old clothes washing stands, mills, tanning factories along the way. It was the most enchanting walk ever! Because we were having a typical Galician spring day, we only got to walk one-half of the trail in reverse. I guess that's life too.
From Viana do Castelo we took the train to Santiago de Compostela, changing trains in Vigo, Portugal, home of the world's largest fishing port according to Wikipedia.
The Cathedral in Santiago de Compostela may just be the center of the universe. Under renovation until 2021, it is surround by 4 squares/plazas, and is pleasantly both lively and sublime at all times, inside and out...These folks just finished walking the camino and asked me to take a photo.
Cathedral Interior - the tomb of St James.
Folks assembling, under the giant pipe organ, for the daily noon mass.
The line of people waiting to hug the statue of St James.
There's a university in Santiago and the the first evening we were in town, the students were celebrating with speeches, chants, and song just around the corner from our hotel. Was it the end of classes for the year?
The Cathedral at night.
The Mercado, built in the 1920's, is cool.
The local cheese; in the shape of a woman's breast.
Mercado fountain with bovine relief.
City Hall at night.
Here are some shots from our walk along the Rio Sarela trail. The "tanks" are all for washing clothes. The buildings are mostly tanneries.
Enjoy your Camino!
4 comments:
I am touched by your beautiful meditation on your journey of life.
@WQ, ah, it's from being on the Road. It has that effect on one.
Concur with WQ, you are waxing philosophic.
If you claim your breasts are shaped like those cheeses, S-L, you have bragging rights, for sure.
Sun-Ling and John, I enjoyed your reflective post. Adelante y buen camino, mis amigos!
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