The number 22 has always been one of my favourites. I was married on April 22, my sister’s birthday is October 22, my in laws celebrate their anniversary on September 22, and my nephew wears the number 22 on his hockey jersey. It should be no surprise that my 22nd day of walking was my favorite thus far.
We awoke to fog, but ascended above the fog to clear skies and nice weather to the Cruz Ferro.
From my guidebook:
“The Cruz Ferro occupies nearly the highest point of the entire Camino Francés. The site consists of a tall wooden pole topped with an iron cross. For centuries pilgrims have brought a stone to the place to represent their burden. The stone and the burden are left here, leaving the pilgrim lighter (literally and figuratively) for the journey ahead.”
I have been carrying a stone from outside of our condo building in Medicine Hat. Today I walked up the mound of worries, fears, stresses, and problems of pilgrims past and deposited my stone. It was an important moment in my journey.
As we started our descent we had beautiful mountain vistas. I found myself in a bit of a walking meditation. As if he was a messenger to bring me out of my thoughts, this guy rolled up:
AC/DC’s Thunderstruck was blaring from his boom box. I honestly started laughing out loud!
The only thing that would have made this day better would be RobO waiting at the alburgue, arms open for a big hug! At least I only have 2.2 more weeks to wait!
This post brought tears to my eyes and then made me lough out loud. Love the updates. Big hugs.
Congrats DawnO. Love getting to see a glimpse of these amazing things you do and the intimate moments that go along with it. Of course also love the AC/DC guy!!! Keep bloggin : )