Tonight I have read quite a few blogs of people on the verge of flying off to Spain, to start their dream trip.
In 2011 it was me! I had quite a struggle beforehand, because I am not usually a good hiker- I prefer to travel on two wheels… but it is very expensive to fly a bicycle over to Europe. I had all these doubts- will I complete the journey, will I be able to get my Campostelo, will it be fun?
Everything I have read on the Camino told me that it was a life changing experience…
And so even I, the most unlikely candidate, a Reformed Pastor walking the path of the Romans- (dangerous people, those kind…) unfit, overweight, not able to say anything more in Spanish than : “Cafe Con Leche Grande, por favor…”.
And as I left on the journey, it became one of the best experiences of my life. Right up there with getting married to my dream girl, and attending the births of my children.
I tried to pack lightly, and still carried about 14 kg’s! If you want to enjoy the Camino, pack lightly!
The Camino becomes, to most peregrinos, a metaphor of life itself. And one of the biggest lessons is that it is important to let go. To cast off your burdens, to travel lightly. There will be shelter and food along the way, even if you can not see it when you set out early morning. You have to learn to trust: There will be a WAY!
And as a Reformed pastor, I really enjoyed the hospitality of the Spanish people. I experienced so much love and support along the way. I found peace and quiet in the cathedrals and the age old churches. I enjoyed the Pilgrim blessings along the way. And I found some of the answers I was looking for. The Body of Christ is much bigger, and sometimes much different than my own small point of view!
As I see the people packing and counting off the days, I feel that same longing again as two years ago. The Call of the Camino…
This is me, 2 years ago, on the second day after Leon…