El Camino de Santiago

lighthouselady: I’ve decided that, after graduation, I’m going to walk the Camino de Santiago. The Camino de Santiago is a pilgrimage that starts in various places around Europe and leads you to the tip of Spain at the Santiago de Compostela. I would walk a route called “Camino Frances”, which is 500 miles starting in St. Jean Pied de Port. You stay in hostels that are specifically for pilgrims and stay on trails for about 10 to 12 hours a day. I’ll need to learn basic Spanish and do a lot of walking in preparation. I wouldn’t be doing it for any religious purposes, but, as cheesy as it sounds, to find myself. I was telling my mom how I feel like there is either something missing in my life or something that I need to strip myself of. I feel like there is both something there that shouldn’t be, and something that isn’t there that should be. I’m not sure it made sense to her, or if it would to anyone for that matter, but it’s something I’m feeling and have been feeling. I told her there is a bandaid that needs to be ripped off. I told her I feel like how “manilla envelope” sounds. I know that’s weird, but have you ever said “manilla” out loud? It sounds like someone got rancid peanut butter stuck to the roof of their mouth. Bleh. I think I’d be able to “find myself” through this trip. I’m already excited. I can’t wait to get started.  So this is how it starts #2.

lighthouselady:

I’ve decided that, after graduation, I’m going to walk the Camino de Santiago. The Camino de Santiago is a pilgrimage that starts in various places around Europe and leads you to the tip of Spain at the Santiago de Compostela. I would walk a route called “Camino Frances”, which is 500 miles starting in St. Jean Pied de Port. You stay in hostels that are specifically for pilgrims and stay on trails for about 10 to 12 hours a day. I’ll need to learn basic Spanish and do a lot of walking in preparation. I wouldn’t be doing it for any religious purposes, but, as cheesy as it sounds, to find myself. I was telling my mom how I feel like there is either something missing in my life or something that I need to strip myself of. I feel like there is both something there that shouldn’t be, and something that isn’t there that should be. I’m not sure it made sense to her, or if it would to anyone for that matter, but it’s something I’m feeling and have been feeling. I told her there is a bandaid that needs to be ripped off. I told her I feel like how “manilla envelope” sounds. I know that’s weird, but have you ever said “manilla” out loud? It sounds like someone got rancid peanut butter stuck to the roof of their mouth. Bleh. I think I’d be able to “find myself” through this trip. I’m already excited. I can’t wait to get started. 

So this is how it starts #2.

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