How do I write about this day?
This was a day that would take me from the tiniest and emptiest of villages to the huge city of Leon. I would walk solo for the longest stretches, and also have some of the most meaningful conversations with strangers I’d had yet. I would wind up staying in the oddest pension I’ve ever stayed in, and walk away with a lump in my throat and a souvenir that I will always treasure. Family would join me with an unexpected kick in the heart.
My saints would be with me, and I would need them.
Looking over my journal for this day, I realize it would make several chapters of a book. How to condense it for a blog?? What do I cut out? What person do I shortchange?
I planned to stay in Leon for two days because I had heard about the Cathedral, because most pilgrims stayed in Leon for two days, and because I wanted to take a rest. But this day alone covers six pages in my journal even though my notes and photos are only designed to jog my memory.
- Unexpected news from home, which I share with my new family
- Theresa gives me the guts and I earn a thumbs up
- I stop carrying around other people’s fears
- Mr. Coffee rescues a bar
- My “language skills” help an Australian get a ride to Leon
- I have an unforgettable talk with a local
- Raneros, in the flesh
- Irony at a bus stop in the city
- Many unnecessary kilometers of walking in the city, searching for necessities
- I expire on the road
- Dad sends me a message, although he passed away two years ago
Seeing the Cathedral is the least important thing that happens this day. And day 2 in Leon is another 7 pages.
I am daunted as I try to write. I’m not blocked. I’m overwhelmed.