Entry
60, January 23rd,
2012
I'm
not sure which is more amazing – that I walked from Barcelona to
Santiago in 51 days, or that I traveled from Santiago to Barcelona in
an hour and twenty minutes the other way. Woke up at 6am, was in
Barcelona by 11. Shit.
One
of the other guests at the albergue was kind enough to wake me up, as
I have no alarm clock. They start today to Finisterra and are so
excited they were up till 3am. I'm happy to see other pilgrims
starting a journey.
Packing my carry on, I realized that I have become one of those people that everyone else mentions to their family when they travel. My carry on is a plastic shopping bag containing only a collection of shells wrapped in a towel and a battered copy of the Tao te Ching. This, along with the floppy hat and patches of beard, is how the nice Galician tourism survey girl knew I was a pilgrim.
I
feel like a spy in a foreign land. My insides are those of a pilgrim
(I hope that
never changes) and I feel a total disconnect from the concerns of
those around me. It feels good. Those three days back from
Finisterra were well spent.
While
talking with Simon I realized what my next quest will be. I want to
find someone enlightened, someone who has figured “it” out. I
don't really have any questions for them, I just want to see if it
can be done.
Expenses,
Day 60
Bus
to Airport: 3.00
Bus
from Airport: 5.30
Sant
Jordi Hostal (2 days): 32.80
Groceries:
17.06
Metro
Tickets: 8.00
Total:
66.16
Trip
Total: 1402.22
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