Day 10: Double Digits | Murray Morrison

“I died in 1942 as a fighter pilot in World War II.” This is part of a conversation that Alex and I overheard last night. We have been exposed to many different walks of life these past 10 days. People from all walks of life come together on the Camino and share their own beliefs on the Way and that has been cool to see.

Today, we got off to a good start by waking up at 6. We felt a good deal less sore than yesterday, and the plan was to try to get to Ages as soon as possible, so we could have a good afternoon of rest. On today’s walk we encountered a couple of people who were intriguing for their own reasons. One of these was a man who we walked with for about 5 minutes who in mid-conversation told us he had partially torn his ACL on his 3rd day of walking. I have never partially torn my ACL before and much less ever planned on walking near 500 miles with it. Alex and my physical problems seemed minute compared to this demi-god. The other interesting person we met today was a 4 year old boy. Yes, a 4 year old was walking 500 miles to Santiago. His father told us it would take them over twice as long as the normal person to make it there, but they were going to do it. We questioned whether this child should be hiking for 2 months or be in pre-school, but he could be the youngest to make the trek to the Camino’s promised land.  Hope he remembers the walk in thirty years.
We are about a third done with our adventure, which has seemed to fly by. Our Spanish seems to have gotten better but only marginally. And our French has gotten worse. It’s a little late to work on our French now. We are settled down in Ages, and we are looking forward to heading to the booming metropolis of Burgos tomorrow. 


"Con pan y vino se anda el Camino." -our Barcelona amigo

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