rough start to the day what with many swollen and painful bites. after the antihistamines kicked in, i only wanted to curl up and sleep the day away. still, i was determined not to let the critter situation set the tone for my camino grand finale.
though my second day walking upstream, i still ran into folks i´d met weeks ago on the Le Puy portion of the road. these were the self-described slow pokes who prefer a short day´s walk mixed in with lots of r&r. lovely to see their smiling faces again.
traffic was heavy, i must have easily crossed 200 or more pilgrims. with my morning cafe con leche stirring things up nicely, i needed to take care of business but the steady stream of pilgrims posed a problem. i waited for a lull on both ends then jumped behind some thick bushes. with the trap door flying low and both barrels ready to fire, i suddenly heard 5 spaniards approaching. better safe than sorry, i froze the pose hoping to wait them out. well didn´t they spontaneously stop for a wee sip of water and a chin wag right then and there in front of my (ahem...) bush? i knew if i moved, i was lost. no matter that i was completely disinterested in the hired help´s thieving ways or little jose´s musical genius. the drop of my hand is all it would have taken and suddenly i would have become the camino´s voyeur perv with a copraphilic penchant.
thus, i crouched, i waited. patience sensei, today´s lesson is patience.
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