Postcard from a Wanderer No. 1
Currently hiking the Camino del Norte
I’m sitting on the steps of a church somewhere between Gernika and Bilbao watching the heavy rain drops fall onto the asphalt. It’s the first time in a week that I am completely walking alone and I’m cherishing the solitude of not being attached to anything but my own body for a moment.
Whatever the Camino will bring me I will accept, a promise I gave myself at the beginning of this journey.
So far it has brought me a lovely hiking companion for the first six days, great dinners in Albergues with other pilgrims, lots of Pintxos and incredibly affordable wine, a tote bag that I needed and found in a free box and a feeling of being in tune with myself: a certainty that I am exactly where I am supposed to be right now.
“There’s a giant leading me to god knows where. I’ve got news I’m going my way.” Matrimony is singing in my ears as I am sitting on a bus to San Sebastian to start my hike on the Camino del Norte.
Blue skies are stretching wide as we’r…