5/29/06 Journal Entry to Mom
I´LL NEVER TAKE A NIGHT TRAIN AGAIN. I´m sitting next to the (in)famous ¨Plaza del Torros¨ right now; unfortunately, it´s not open to the public. Pamplona is nice but you´re not missing anything. The Spanish cities are all starting to blur together (all but Figueres...oddly). I take a bus to Roncévalles tonight. I begin the pilgrimage tomorrow. I´m very excited.
*(I´m going to have to continue the 5/29 entry...)*
6 hours later...
I have to continue this entry because where I am right now is THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PLACE I HAVE EVER BEEN. Took the bus out of Pamplona on what I thought would be a 30 minute journey and almost ruptured my bladder on a trip to the top of the Pyrennees. During the last 30 minutes (of the 1.5 hour ride) I saw 12 rainbows. Not namby-pamby ¨Oh, is it? Maybe it isn´t...¨ rainbows; I´m talking about pinpointing the pot of gold at each end. Vibrant. Iridescent dreams. All in one extremely steep 18 mile stretch. On that alone I´ve decided this might be the most magical place in the world to live (of course, I can imagine the locals in the morning:
Frank: Hey Bob, how´s it going?
Bob: All right. Oh look, another rainbow.
Frank: Eh...)
If I wasn´t an atheist I would truly believe this area is blessed.
Because I´m a cheapskate I packed a sandwhich for dinner and breakfast tomorrow (I think I´m going to become notorious on the hike as the girl who constantly reeks of cured ham...) and so while 90% of the 200 people staying in bunk beds in this GIGANTIC MONASTERY went to a restaurant across the street I ate on the floor by my bed and then left for a calmly invigorating walk down a small dirt path in the misty 50 F evening in order to reach a sheep field I saw earlier so that I could ¨baaaaa¨ back at them.
Mom, in the last 1.5 hours, since I stepped from the bus up here, something very major has changed in my life. I don´t know what it is yet, but I know it´s already started.
Oh my.
*(I´m going to have to continue the 5/29 entry...)*
6 hours later...
I have to continue this entry because where I am right now is THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PLACE I HAVE EVER BEEN. Took the bus out of Pamplona on what I thought would be a 30 minute journey and almost ruptured my bladder on a trip to the top of the Pyrennees. During the last 30 minutes (of the 1.5 hour ride) I saw 12 rainbows. Not namby-pamby ¨Oh, is it? Maybe it isn´t...¨ rainbows; I´m talking about pinpointing the pot of gold at each end. Vibrant. Iridescent dreams. All in one extremely steep 18 mile stretch. On that alone I´ve decided this might be the most magical place in the world to live (of course, I can imagine the locals in the morning:
Frank: Hey Bob, how´s it going?
Bob: All right. Oh look, another rainbow.
Frank: Eh...)
If I wasn´t an atheist I would truly believe this area is blessed.
Because I´m a cheapskate I packed a sandwhich for dinner and breakfast tomorrow (I think I´m going to become notorious on the hike as the girl who constantly reeks of cured ham...) and so while 90% of the 200 people staying in bunk beds in this GIGANTIC MONASTERY went to a restaurant across the street I ate on the floor by my bed and then left for a calmly invigorating walk down a small dirt path in the misty 50 F evening in order to reach a sheep field I saw earlier so that I could ¨baaaaa¨ back at them.
Mom, in the last 1.5 hours, since I stepped from the bus up here, something very major has changed in my life. I don´t know what it is yet, but I know it´s already started.
Oh my.
posted by Holly at 6:13 AM
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