Piedrafita de Cebreiro to O'Cebrero by Taxi
O'Cebreiro to Fonfria, 11.5 km
I am currently taking a bit of a break in Hospital de la Condesa in this little bar with a loom by the bathrooms. So far this morning has been a little rough on the feet, but having my backpack off and my feet up should help me get the rest of the way to Fonfria. I am hating the snail's pace I am setting, but in the process, I am noticing some really pretty things on the trail, in spite of the fog.
Of course, I got lost leaving O'Cebreiro, and ended up walking about 3 km on the side of the road instead of on the actual trail. I went wrong by listening to other pilgrims saying that the only thing that the yellow arrows went to was the albergue! I am getting better at listening to the inner promptings within my spirit, but I am not there yet, and every time I don't listen, I either end up lost or walking further than I need to. I kept seeing signs telling me how far it is to Triacastela, so I knew I could pick up the Camino there, but was worried that there would be no place to stop until then. There is no way I could walk 21km!
There was a beautiful Romanesque church in Linares, and I took a bit of a break there, finishing my Rosary, and taking off my pack. There was a nice statue of Santiago Peregrino, and the village just left it open for anyone. I guess rural Spain is a lot like the rural US--no locked doors!
My first view of the outside of the church in Linares. There was fog until about 10:30 this morning when I either got below it or it burned off, I'm not sure which.
I actually had a rather pleasant walk this morning once I found the Camino, in spite of, or maybe because of the fog, since it felt like I had the trail to myself. Well, except for the two times I had to cross the highway in order to stick to the Camino. It was a bit of a heart stopper to try to cross the highway when you can't see whether cars are coming or not. I am beginning to understand why Spain has a law saying that you ned to have reflective gear if you are walking/biking on any motorway.
Now that I am in Fonfria at my stopping place for the night, I have to say that it is rather strange to be almost done with my Laundry, washed up, and the first person to check in for the night... It is only about 2:30 pm, and I got here right about noon. The girl at the desk had to ask to make sure that they had finished cleaning! I do like being able to have my choice of beds, though. I am also iced, medicated, and enjoying my second cup of tea with honey in a real mug! If I have one complaint about my Camino, it is that Spain is stingy with the size of their cups of tea, and I have only encountered honey in 3 places including this one so far. I actually took a picture of the Honey when I encountered it in Moratinos!
O'Cebreiro was wonderful and beautiful, especially spending time before the Eucharistic Miracle. However, while I know the Lord did something in my heart while there, the experience feels much like the night of my Confirmation--too hard to put into words, and too private to explain if I could. I have a feeling that, like my Confirmation, it will be years before I fully fathom all that He did for me while I was there in His presence.