Day 10: A Real Rest Day: Logrono

An advantage, or disadvantage, of traveling with young people is they drink. When we come to a major city, they party and then spend the next day nursing their hangovers.

What that means for me is I can nurse my feet and knees that are so much older. I understand why I am with Bjorn and Margrette, who actually walked on today. Bjorn likes with a woman 19 years his senior, and Margrette, who is my age, has a boyfriend who is 12 years younger.

We will miss Margrette, but we are sure we will find her again. It is the way of the Camino. There are waves of pilgrims, and you get to know the people in your wave. Oscar and Isabell are taking a bus today because Isabell’s feet are very bad, and she can’t walk today. So their crew walks, and they bus, and everyone stays together.

Giorgio has left us. We’re not sure for how long, and we’re not completely sure why. He and Dalilah had a fight last night, and he hates our room in the hostel where we have decided to stay another night. Apparently we are still in the storming stage.

Here is what I had for breakfast.

Giorgio is gone. He contacted Dalilah and said he wanted to walk by himself. They were beginning a relationship, but he was very rude to her last night when she wouldn’t help him buy drugs. He is on Camino to kick his habit. I have been very careful to always keep my valuables with me or locked since I found that out.

So today Bjorn, Dalilah, Christina and I bought a picnic and took it by the river, where we ate and talked about what to do. One of the things I said was, “His problems are too heavy for my backpack.” We saw this along the way.

It was decided that Bjorn and I would meet Giorgio at the hostel while Dalilah and Christina had a drink somewhere out of the way. We would give him some money Dalilah was keeping for him (long story,) make sure he got his stuff out of our room, and say goodbye. Bjorn and I were not looking forward to this, but we were best suited for the task. We saw this on the way back.

It went very well. He was already packed and outside. He was leaving for the next town (at 5:00 pm) and asked about Dalilah but didn’t press when Bjorn said, “She is still in the city.” He took the money, kissed our cheeks, and was gone. We got a key to lock our room just in case, but we don’t think he’ll be back.

And so our Camino goes on. Maybe without him I can get these guys going earlier in the morning.