A Fonsagrada—Cadavo 15 miles
23 October 2017
I stayed three nights in A Fonsagrada. The last several days of walking had just about worn my body out and my right hip was really bothering me. The best solution was rest. I also got some work done on a book design I was working on for a client.
Albergue Cantabrico was a comfortable place to stay—clean with comfortable beds and a very nice kitchen to work in. The only problem was that the cleaning lady started stripping beds at 8:00 am, waking up anyone who was thinking of making a later start than usual. Also, she tried to clean the kitchen while people were preparing their breakfast. The cleanliness of the place reflected her industry, but it was a bit annoying.
Now that I was in Galacia, there were kilometer markers telling us how far we were from Santiago.
95 miles to go!
I passed the ruins of another pilgrim’s “hospital” that had been in use until the early 1900s. These were the precursors to the albergues—providing rest and food for pilgrims since medieval times.
At one rest stop, I came upon Nicolai, a young pilgrim I had met a few times before. We talked a while over our coffee. We talked about temporary friendships and missing people. You make a lot of temporary friends on the Camino. Because I had stayed in A Fonsagrada extra days, I would never see the group of friends I had made during the last week. I doubted that I would ever see Caitlin and Gerry Browne, who I had met at La Vega.
It is funny, I don’t tend to miss people much—that is probably why I can be gone from home for months on end. But I sometimes feel guilty because I think I should miss people more—like I am not being a very good friend. But Nicolai turned this around for me. He believes that people who are comfortable in their own skin, do not need the attachment of other people in their lives. This gave me a lot to think about for several days.