In October 2022, Sabrina David walked the Camino Frances and shared her experiences, feelings and photos day by day in our Facebook group. These reports by Sabrina have been read by thousands of pilgrims, and many have been inspired by her.
Sabrina’s journey alternated between tears and dancing, and her account is long (the longest on our entire site, in fact), yet it is particularly worth reading because it takes the reader on an emotional journey from the Pyrenees to Santiago.
So take your time reading, grab two cups of tea and enjoy reading over Sabrina’s shoulder as she goes on a pilgrimage.
Let’s go:
Stage 01
SJPDP – Roncesvalles 24.5 km
Yesterday I was still a bit worried about the route, will I make it? Is that too high, too far, too anything? Probably also something I want to get rid of on the way to underestimating myself.
The path today cannot be put into words, it has made this day unforgettable with all its beauty.
From SJPDP I left the city at 7.05am with a few other pilgrims and the ascent was quite steep and steady. But the magnificent sunrise and the shared silence that all the pilgrims kept was enchanting.
The first 1.5 hours flew by despite the exertion and sweaty skin, I felt completely happy.
The first climb was hard, so hard that I took out my chocolate bar before the first break. I just stopped, took out the good Lindt salty caramel and ate 1/3 in one go. That did me good. After that, my strength returned and I carried on.
I thought about so many things, about people who were once in my life but from whom I have distanced myself. Was every decision always the right one? I just let the thoughts come and know that they have a reason. The path is so impressive and magical. My eyes see so far. This world is beautiful and I allow myself a wonderful gift here.
The sheep and horses in the Pyrenees just run around freely. They have a peaceful and calming effect on me. I soak up every moment, every second. I try to store everything in my heart, as well as in my rucksack, and hope that I can draw on these impressions and moments for a long time when I get home. I am so proud of myself. I’ve been on the road for over two weeks, traveling from France to Spain.
The hostel here is huge. 180 beds I think… we all ate in the restaurant next door, organized by the church. Afterwards we went to Mass, which touched me very much. Philipp, Christine and Marie Claire were also there. The three of them are so cute.
Tomorrow I continue my journey and it is no longer called Bon Chemin but Buen Camino.
Stage 02
Roncevalles – Zubiri, 22 km
It feels like all 183 pilgrims set off from the hostel today at 7.30 am after breakfast in the direction of Zubiri. A crowd of people from all over the world, young and old mixed together. It was a new but beautiful feeling of pilgrimage, albeit fresh at around 9 degrees Celsius. I belong to a crowd now!
After 7-8 km, the group slowly dispersed. The first ones stopped and some passed me in a hurry. At some point, I was even traveling alone.
The first few kilometers through small Spanish villages. The first bar with tappas, of course I ordered the first little Spanish delicacy shortly after 10 o’clock. But I didn’t dare try the mussels and pulpo option at 10 o’clock in the morning. It was a familiar tomato mini mozzarella with pesto. Later, I also ate the most delicious melon ever.
Today’s route wasn’t easy for me… I was still raving about yesterday and this wonderful experience still lingers on today.
Once we arrived in Zubiri, there was a wonderfully idyllic river. You can sit here with other pilgrims, cool your feet and relax in the warm rays of the sun.
Our Alberge has two rooms with 4 bunk beds each. Lin and I are going to a restaurant for dinner today.
I didn’t think about much today…I just walked…took breaks…had a drink at every point I could and continued my pilgrimage through the rocky landscape. I think of my loved ones at home and feel good at the thought that they are waiting for me and following my path here.
I don’t want to think about the fact that I’ll be on the road for another 5 weeks. I live from day to day and have a fixed goal in mind.
Stage 03
Zubiri – Pamplona-Zizur Mayor, 26 km
I set off this morning before 7 o’clock. After 3 minutes I came to a bridge that led out of Zubiri. Not a lantern in sight and the path was rocky. I could already hear the trekking poles of the other pilgrims clattering behind me and found it very practical that a companion had a flashlight with him to make the path a little more visible for the next 15 minutes.
This led to a nice conversation with an Australian who originally left Austria over 40 years ago and spoke excellent German.
I had a good time for the next few kilometers and my story was listened to with interest.
After a while, I decided to pick up my pace a bit to be a bit to myself and this is something completely normal on the trail. When you’ve talked enough, you wish yourself a friendly Buen Camino and move on. Everyone handles it this way and accepts this need.
After about 9 km, it was 9 o’clock, I could already hear the Spanish music of the first bar. Lin was already sitting there with Bill, an American. The tortilla I ordered there was awesome. Spinach, cheese and potatoes are sooo delicious, I will certainly cook them in Germany.
The day flew by again and soon I was in Pamplona. I really liked Pamplona with its charm and Spanish temperament. I looked at the large cathedral and was really impressed.
I sat down comfortably in front of a modern bar, enjoyed a delicious toast with goat’s cheese and a mixed beer.
I soon met Lin, we had an appointment with Philipp, Marie Claire and dear Christin. We had one last drink together and hugged each other warmly as we said goodbye. The three of them are going home tomorrow. Lin and I walk another 5 km and spend the night in an Airbnb. A nice Spanish woman rents out a room in her sweetly furnished apartment.
Lin and I go for another walk into town and look for something tasty to eat.
Yesterday evening we had a really nice chat with a few German pilgrims. I’m curious to see how often we’ll see each other again.
Stage 04
Pamplona-Zizur Mayor – Puente la Reina, 20.5 km
Today started in the dark as usual, but the nice thing about it is that you get to see a beautiful sunrise.
Today we went up a few more meters to the wind turbines and the pilgrim figures on the Puerte del Perdón. This section was wonderful-wonderful, I couldn’t stop taking photos.
We went downhill over gravel for a few kilometers. I met a small bird on the way that dared to come closer and closer to me. Apparently he wanted to tell me something.
Today I saw almond trees for the first time.
I had a cocoa in a bar on the way for refreshment. The delicious leftover food from yesterday also gave me strength on the way. Somehow I find it super cozy to sit along the path with a few provisions and watch the other pilgrims passing by. Some are completely absorbed, others are in a hurry, others are chatting.
Unfortunately, I’ve had a bit of pain in my left shin since this morning. So the break did us good.
I only got into conversation with a few pilgrims today. I wanted to concentrate on myself and I only met the familiar faces again later at the finish.
Today Lin and I stay in Puente la Reina, we have chosen the church hostel, several rooms with bunk beds, the night costs 7 euros. When I arrived, the pain in my shin was unfortunately not that bad, so I put my feet up and actually fell asleep for 20 minutes. I’m a bit frustrated that I’ve had no blisters and no pain for three weeks now.
After my power nap, I felt a little better mentally. Now I was able to make my way to a pharmacy again. Ice spray, Ibu and Voltaren will hopefully help. I also sat down by the beautiful river and was able to cool my shins wonderfully. I really, really hope that this will go away.
Stage 05
Puente la Reina – Estella, 21.5 km
The night was quite quiet and I was able to sleep until 6.30 a.m. today. My first thought was for the shin, which felt quite normal. Relieved, I got dressed and set off out of the city at 7.30 am.
The route today went uphill through a few wooded sections over gravel and red-sand paths. A kind of pine tree adorned the landscape, together with yellow flowers. Harvested fields soon followed. The far-reaching view into the distance was breathtakingly beautiful again today.
My relief was to last. My shin held out.
I hardly missed a chance to take a break and was full of happy thoughts. Such an extreme to yesterday. I realize time and again that unpredictable pain quickly unsettles me. To the music of Udo Lindenberg’s “My Body and I”, I made a pact with my body. He’s holding out now and I’ll let him rest from November.
He said: “That’s fine!” and so my body and I are buddies. We always have been, but sometimes I have to remind him!
I continue to listen to music and enjoy the path, every step and every thought that comes to me. Soon afterwards I meet Andrea. She looks delighted and we walk a long way together. We are immediately in deep conversations. We take turns having very emotional moments and feel that we understand each other. That feels really good.
Completely exhausted and cheerful, I arrive in Estella, where Lin has already secured me a bed. The hostel is large and quite modern. The atmosphere here quickly makes you think that we are all part of a great society.
We’ve all taken a short break from real life and somehow I only feel positive energy here.
I’m so fit today that I stroll into town again. I’ve run out of soap. I find a river again. I don’t go in this time, but I enjoy the sight. I buy some provisions for tomorrow at the supermarket. Now I sit down in the garden and have a rest. Afterwards, Lin and I go to a chocolaterie again.
Stage 06
Estella – Torres del Rio, 28.5 km
I didn’t really feel like it this morning! I just wanted to sleep in and today’s 28km put me off a bit. I didn’t want to upset my shin again and preferred to be careful.
The night was loud, I was awake 3-4 times and before 6 a.m. the first pilgrim said he had to sort his plastic bags and rustle for minutes on end. I stubbornly got in line and stayed there until 6.30 am.
Everything else happened in slow motion, as I wasn’t that motivated today. I left myself the option of only walking 20 km last night. But when Lin told me that you can book with booking com and be sure of your bed, I booked the 28 km with the bed. So what if I go today or tomorrow!
Nevertheless, I still had it in the back of my mind that if need be, you’ll finish at 20 km. The aim this morning was to get going. As usual, I left the city in the dark.
The trail had a few meters of altitude to overcome again today. There was also a flatter version, but I didn’t see it and that was a good thing. The route was again so beautiful and varied. I walked through sections of forest, across many fields, through small villages with opportunities to gain strength.
After 20 km I arrived in the place that would be my option to stop earlier for this stage. I realized right away… Nope, still possible… let’s go for the 7-8 km.
Then Andrea stood there and I was really happy. We walked a bit together and were already sitting in the next café. Drank a beer and ate chocolate.
We then visited the church together and the next 7 km flew by chatting away. She had her accommodation 800 m before mine and it was a real shame that the 28 km were already over.
Once I arrived at my accommodation, I washed everything in a real washing machine. That’s quite nice from time to time. Tomorrow I only have 21 km ahead of me.
Every day is new and different. It’s pretty crazy that I leave here every day and that it always feels totally right at the end of the day!
Stage 07
Torres del Rio – Logroño, 21 km
After we were treated to a little Spanish concert in the chapel last night, I was able to sleep really well. Shortly before 6 a.m., however, the night was already over. The first ones marched off. I was quite shocked when I woke up at 6.30 a.m. and saw that everyone had left except for an elderly gentleman and me. Where are they all going in the dark, I thought to myself?
Well, I quickly packed everything up and grabbed a cappuccino from the hostel vending machine. When I looked at my watch outside in the pitch dark, it showed 7:05 … after a few meters I realized that I couldn’t find my way without my headlamp, so I rummaged around in my rucksack again to arm myself with my headlamp.
Then the next ones arrived, Angelo, who later played a role, asked if I needed help. Later, we walked a few more kilometers together and took the first photos of the sunrise.
The path today was very beautiful at the beginning but later led through a lot of industrial areas.
You could see Logroño for the first time 10 km before you reached it. A huge city. After 21 km I arrived in the village and met Angelo again in the second hostel!
“Why don’t you stay here and we’ll cook together, he said when we met again.” But I moved on first.
I then had a drink in a bar with Lin and Felix and when Felix told me that he was going to Angelo’s to cook with him, my stomach said … “hey, that sounds nice, I’ll go with you now.” Before I knew it, the four of us went shopping with 71-year-old Ken from Ireland and then cooked together in the hostel. In the end, there were 7-8 people at the table. Also the Carrell from Holland and the Ed from Great Britain. To be honest, I can’t remember all the names. It was definitely super fun and a really great evening. Andrea also came to hug me briefly, but then moved on.
It is simply indescribable how uncomplicated and easy everything feels here. Tomorrow is a long stage. 29 km. Either 13 or 29 … I’ll see how long my feet want to be.
Stage 08
Logroño – Nàjera, 29.5 km
Today, the day started again before 7 o’clock in the morning. First, we made our way through the dark city. There was a café across the street and I could smell croissants and coffee. Before nothing more comes, better stock up. Who is standing in front of me and ordering breakfast in a completely relaxed manner? Andrea. Oh, I’ll go along with that and so we have breakfast for half an hour.
Neither of us had any idea that we would spend the whole day together afterwards. We chatted and chatted.
I didn’t take many photos today and thought maybe I’d only do half a stage, because I could already feel my foot in the morning.
Then came the first break after about 18 km. I ate a delicious salad and took an Ibu. I also used my ice spray. Somehow I didn’t want it to end after 20 km.
We met a group of harvest workers in the vineyards on the way. The man was so sweet and friendly that he gave us 2 huge bunches of wine and we took some photos.
We took our next break at a church and drank cappuccino from the vending machine. It was simply wonderful! The path carried us. We ate blackberries, figs, donated grapes and fennel seeds from the path and our conversations were sometimes so funny that we didn’t realize that other pilgrims were already overhearing us and had to smile. Too beautiful!
We didn’t arrive at our destination until 5 p.m., quite exhausted. The first Alberbe smelled so stuffy and was so cramped that we went out backwards. The plan was to go to the hotel if necessary and then came the Alberge Puerte de Nàjera. G
I was lucky, two beds still available. This Alberge was so beautifully and lovingly furnished, so lovingly run, that it really did us good today.
We did some shopping in the supermarket and made ourselves comfortable for dinner with baguettes, cheese, wine and olives.
The day was wonderful.
Stage 09
Nàjera – Santo Domingo de la Calzada, 22 km
I slept wonderfully and started this morning together with Andrea.
After a short time, we had agreed to go off on our own, but to meet up again tonight in the village. Lin is doing a longer stage today, so I probably won’t see her again until tomorrow. D
he wind was blowing quite strongly today, which sometimes provided a completely new, motivating walking sensation. With the right music, I stood in the wind and put one foot in front of the other for about 6 hours.
There weren’t too many cafés and bars on today’s route, so I sat down at the edge and simply ate my provisions from my rucksack. The foot was not a problem and everything else felt very comfortable.
I met Alberta and had a coffee with her and I also saw Felix again briefly, he was limping a bit.
The route today was again very pretty, scenic and led through an incredible number of vineyards. I nibbled on figs along the way, blackberries and some fennel seeds. When I arrived in Santo Domingo, I quickly found a nice hostel, large but clean.
Ed is also in the room and Andrea arrived shortly after me. We danced in the room to Helene Fischer… it was really great fun. Later, Andrea and I went to see the cathedral. We met Heidi and Petra again. The tapas bar we had been waiting for was closed…so we made do with cakes and chocolates. The tapas will have to wait until tonight, as most of the restaurants here don’t open again until around 7pm.
I’m happy, my body has got used to everything, I know lots of people on the way, the weather is sooo good with us, it couldn’t be better.
Stage 10
Santo Domingo de la Calzada – Bolerado, 25 km
Yesterday evening I was lucky enough to eat a delicious paella. This morning I set off before 7am with a headlamp.
To my left is a wonderful wide field. On the right, unfortunately, a busy road for a long time. The landscape changed and the vineyards turned into harvested wheat fields.
Today the route was lined with bars and cafés, so I stopped at each one, first with Andrea and later on my own, to have a coffee or a freshly squeezed orange juice and a croissant.
I walked half of the way alone and listened to my playlist.
Tosantos was supposed to be today’s stage destination, but things turned out differently. I met Gerd, who told me about a great hostel with a pool and breakfast. I spontaneously decided that this was the better place for me today. Andrea joined me and so we also met Angelo, Felix, Petra and Heidi again. Tonight we will all eat together.
It was a bit cold for the pool. The morning temperatures are slowly becoming a bit of a challenge for me, but I still walk in shorts.
I enjoy the fresh air and the higher the sun rises, the warmer it gets. I can even sit in my top in the sun. This should change for a day or two from tomorrow. I’m ready… the rain can come!
I look forward to it continuing every day.
The big half of Burgos is already very close and today I booked a nice hotel there just for myself as a reward.
Relax, rest, sleep in, have a loooong breakfast and go back to bed! But that will take another two days.
Stage 11
Bolerado – Ages, 29 km
There is simply no other way. Everyone was awake before 6 again and well, then you’re on your way again. I didn’t mind the cold much this morning.
First we walked along gravel paths past fields of sunflowers. The first bars were closed, so Andrea and I were all the happier about the third bar, where we had tortillas, croissants, coffee and fresh fruit juice… the full program.
After the bar, everyone went their own way. The music carried me through the whole day today. My thoughts revolved around times gone by, about what was yet to come, about the last five to six years in which I have undergone an incredible transformation. A change that I am very happy about. For me, the path is not a path to find myself, it is a path because I have found myself! With this path, I want to let go of old things for good. Making peace with what can no longer be changed, letting go of things that weighed heavily for a long time, but which I am now grateful to have experienced. Everything! Everything made sense, I wouldn’t be who I am today. I had a lot of good moments today.
The path was beautiful and led through the forest for a long time, it smelled of fir trees and the air was wonderfully clear. Thousands of small pine cones adorned the ground. Like in a fairy tale, a horse suddenly stood in front of me in the forest. I’m a bit scared of horses (unfortunately). It was so pretty and elegant, so peaceful and created an unforgettable atmosphere for me.
Me alone in the forest with this dreamlike, elegant animal, a special moment. Not even the rain, which I had actually expected much earlier, could bother me. I wish I could just begin to convey the emotion that this Camino contains.
Every day I meet lots of faces that have smiled at me many times. Every day I look into shining eyes.
Almost everyone I ask here what their destination is answers Santiago de Compostella…
We all have the same goal…we all take the same steps every day, on the same path, we all look in the same direction and have this incredible sense of community.
Stage 12
Ages – Burgos, 23 km
I set off alone today as a few of my fellow pilgrims were taking a cab due to foot pain. It was known that the route today would be short, but not so beautiful. Nevertheless, I didn’t want to miss out on anything and didn’t want to miss out on sections like this.
The first café soon lit up on the way. There were already a few other pilgrims there warming up. This morning it was around 7 degrees. The path went steadily uphill and led over many wider gravel paths to a summit cross. I was very glad that I had decided to walk at the moment when the clouds were colored pink-blue above the trees and the cross on the horizon. I’ve always wanted to stand at a summit cross, it wasn’t that high (approx. 1100m) but I can still tick it off my “bucket list”.
The descent was also beautiful for some time. Shortly before Burgos I passed through a lot of industrial areas, it was kilometers through the not so nice outskirts of Burgos. Past lots of cars, DIY stores and old industrial buildings. In the center of Burgos I was overwhelmed at first, so many cars, people, traffic lights, big city! I immediately thought to myself: ohhhjeee I’ll stay here for two days. I wanted to go back to a small village.
I bravely continued on my way, but soon I was able to see the charm of the old town, the many pretty stores and bars.
The cathedral was a dream and the atmosphere here was modern and full of life. My hotel was also right here. Once I arrived in my hotel room and was alone, I was initially happy to fall onto my bed and simply lock a door behind me.
Soon Lin wrote and we met. Angelo, Felix and Andrea also joined us. Lin had a parting gift for everyone. But for me another special bracelet with a saying that suits me.
We had to cry again and again because saying goodbye is very strange for all of us. I am very grateful that I started my journey with Lin. In the evening we went to a pizzeria. Lin unfortunately had to return to her Alberge early. Andrea, Felix and I sat for a long time and had a fun evening.
Stage 13
Burgos
I was really surprised by Burgos. What I initially perceived as an unpleasantly crowded, bustling city turned out to be the perfect place to spend some time.
Countless people celebrated a kind of medieval spectacle in Burgos this weekend. There were market stalls with jewelry, leather goods and delicious food. Spanish music was played everywhere. The Spaniards sang along and I could really feel how proud they are of their great country. I met up with a few people again who I kept bumping into along the way. We sat together again and again in various bars, ate tappas and drank calimocho.
I didn’t get back to my hotel room until around midnight on Friday evening. Despite the long evening, I was in my routine and woke up shortly after 6am. But I had time, so I was able to get ready at my leisure, have a delicious breakfast and then explore the city. I actually went shopping. Some beauty stuff, a warm sweater, a necklace as a reminder of this wonderful time and a hat, as I sometimes get cold here in the morning.
The day was wonderful. We sat together again with all kinds of people. I said goodbye to Lin with a big hug and a few tears. The day in Burgos was great and gave me new energy. Nevertheless, I was happy to continue on my way today… wonderful… the Meseta …I like it.
Stage 14
Burgos – Hornillos del Camino, 21 km
This morning, after breakfast, I didn’t set off until around 7.30am. It was a great feeling to follow the yellow arrows again with my rucksack on my back and poles in my hand. The stage shouldn’t be long today, I have enough time.
The Meseta virtually begins during my stage today and is beautiful for me. Clear and emptier than the previous ones, sand-colored and dry. Today I walked completely without music and for a large part without company. Could think, ask myself questions. Feel good and take a deep breath.
I arrived at the finish line after 21 km at my own pace and was lucky enough to find an albergue. The Alberge is pretty, modern and relatively new. Completely at ease. Andrea joined me, we bought some delicious food for dinner at the mini-supermercado and relaxed.
In the evening we were actually just the two of us, ate our delicious groceries and talked a lot about our most formative events in life. We laughed a lot together, philosophized, analyzed, cried a little and simply toasted to life. What a beautiful day that was again!
It can go on like this.
Stage 15
Hornillos del Camino – Hontanas, 11 km
This morning I didn’t get out of the Alberge until just before 8 o’clock. I deliberately wanted to take a lot of time today. Enjoying the Meseta and walking alone. Without music and in slow motion, I walked along the gravel paths step by step and sometimes had moments where my thoughts were racing.
I took my first break with a muesli bar and banana after just 5 km. My right knee was a little sore, so I thought to myself, don’t stress yourself out today.
After about 10 km, piano music could be heard from afar. Piano is my favorite instrument. There was a newly built Mediterranean café on the way and I thought to myself, “I’ll take that too.” I sat there and gazed into the distance of the Meseta…the piano music then gave me the rest, so to speak, and I just howled terribly. What can I say, it just had to come out. After that I felt great.
After 11 km I have now arrived in a super nice little village. With colorful flags and a super romantic little church.
I’ll stay here today and just let the place work its magic on me.
Stage 16
Hontanas -Boadilla, approx. 30 km
I don’t know what’s going on. I was actually doing well, I had full energy and was clear about what I wanted and what I didn’t want. Now I’m kind of sad and I think it’s because of my inner child, who has once again been made to feel that I’m not important.
I ventured into something that I imagined would be easier. But the path leads to things that are not easy.
That’s the way it is and I now have the task of dealing with it.
Every step today somehow felt like I had cement blocks on my feet. Every word was difficult and I would have liked to send every thought to the devil.
The Meseta is wonderfully beautiful, I am grateful that I am allowed to walk through this piece of earth and that I am actually so free to decide everything for myself every day.
I would like to be strong, laugh and feel the energy of the road, just like in the first few weeks. Right now I feel drained and powerless.
After 18 km I met Andrea again. She could see straight away that I wasn’t feeling too well today. First we laughed and chatted and then she hugged me because I somehow had to start crying again. I don’t want to cry anymore … I’ve decided to stop now.
Then we walked side by side in silence for quite a while. We agreed that beforehand. At a bush, which felt like the only shady spot today, I suddenly heard lots of birds chirping. Nothing else, just the light wind of the meseta and the birds. I sat down, closed my eyes and just sat there for a few long minutes. I just wanted to listen to the chirping and be completely with myself.
That was a beautiful moment.
When we arrived in Biadilla de Camino, we found a really nice albergo with a pool and beautiful garden. I have the feeling that there are only pilgrims in the village and no other people.
I am still grateful to be on the road, but the longing for home was very strong today.
Stage 17
Boadilla – Carrion de los Condes, 26 km
Today was a really good day. Andrea and I set off at around 7am and thanked Eduardo the hospitalero, who really put us in a good mood yesterday. Today was a day for taking your time.
In the next town we had breakfast and visited a supermarket and a post office. I’ve sent a few things home that I don’t need on the way. With a lighter rucksack, I continue on my way. Not only physically but also mentally.
Andrea and I sang and danced along the way, which was totally liberating. On 5 we shouted loudly for a moment… the empty Meseta picked up our roar and shouted back… you guys are great!
We didn’t arrive at our destination until after 5, because we really didn’t miss a single bar to eat tapas and drink soda. We have a wonderful Alberge Santa Maria. Run by nuns. There was singing in the garden. The atmosphere was simply beautiful.
Later we sat together with Carrell, whom I had already met in Roncevalles, and he inspired me a lot with his world view, his optimism, his way of life and his way of dealing with life.
Life is actually quite easy… with a few exceptions, but we’ll manage!
Stage 18
Carrion de los Condes – Moratinos, 30 km
The first alarm clock rang at 4 o’clock! I managed to sleep until 6.05am. Slowly but surely I don’t know if I can stand another 3 weeks in these hostels.
The sunrise was beautiful again. We celebrated our breakfast in the first café in town. We set off at around 7.30 a.m., completely relaxed.
Personally, I don’t find the Meseta as boring and long as I was told before. There are a few poplars, I like poplars, they remind me of my home, they stand so beautifully between the fields. The announced 18 km without Alberge and without a café were not bad. There was a food truck on the way with music playing and I found the next 10 km a breeze. Probably also because of my 3 kg lighter rucksack. Alex helped me sort out my things yesterday. He’s a pro!
After 26 km, I arrived in the town that was supposed to be my destination. Andrea and I immediately thought that the atmosphere wasn’t right here. Then Carell came around the corner. Heaven sent it to us. We finally arrived in a cozy-looking albergue. Only 2 beds still available. We didn’t want to leave anyone behind. So we decided within seconds … off to the next place!
The three of us are now in a nice room with real, thick mattresses and proper bed linen. No rubber, no paper cover. Tonight we will sleep comfortably, without snoring and without another alarm clock ringing at 4am. It was worth the 30 km today.
I had spaghetti for dinner, bowwww it was delicious, finally pasta again.
Stage 19
Moratinos – Calzadilla de los Hermanillos, 23.6 km
In fact, my own alarm clock woke me up for the first time today! 6.45 am.
Carrel, Andrea and I even waited 15 minutes until our Alberge had a coffee at the start. Carell stayed for a second café. Andrea and I set off into the semi-darkness. I have no idea how many kilometers were planned today. Destination unknown.
After 10 km I continued on my own. With music for the first time in days. Music is an incredibly beautiful accompaniment for me, but I haven’t been able to stand it for the last three days because the meseta is already doing enough to me. Today’s stage was really nice. I opted for the longer stage.
I was completely alone! All around me, an endless expanse, a few trees and the path in front of me. I danced! My trekking poles were my pole dance pole.
I was alone anyway…so it didn’t matter at all! I was beaming inside and every step was a step home in my mind! I miss my children! My Finn wrote me such a sweet letter today. I am so proud of my children! They are really great people! Today was a day when I felt really strong, thinking about everything I have already achieved and accomplished. I don’t always manage to see these things! Already today! Today was good! I am good… so good!
The way is good! I’m glad that I still have a little time for all my thoughts. I’m looking forward to another two days in Meseta. I’m looking forward to Galicia. I have found a sweet Alberge. Four bed room, white towels, top new bathroom … I need that today. 20 Euro including breakfast. Andrea is still on her way and joins me. I have reserved your bed as a precaution.
I’m about to walk through the town again and celebrate the day!
Stage 20
Calzadilla de los Hermanillos – Mansila de las Mulas, 24 km
Tonight I woke up at 5 a.m., although it was quiet in the room. After that, I couldn’t go back to sleep for an hour. At 7.30 a.m. I was startled because I was the only one in the room who was still lying down.
The path today went for a long time over rough stones and past several fields. There were two routes, I opted for the almost 24 km route without towns from Calzadilla to Mansilla de la Mulas.
I didn’t realize that nothing was actually coming, not even a food truck. But as I now had 3 kg lighter luggage, I brought at least 3 kg of provisions with me yesterday. Grapes, cookies, banana, mandarin, muesli bar, tomato and apple…I’m prepared in case I meet any ravenous pilgrims on the way, I can share.
The route was mentally and physically exhausting, monotonous and with few opportunities for distraction. I was alone the whole way. So there were plenty of opportunities to dance and sing out loud again!
I crossed the finish line after 7 hours and was pretty happy. Petra, who I hadn’t seen for a while, waved to me. I then had a beer with her. I also met Hochez (I don’t know if I’m spelling that right) again and again. Andrea also joined us and today I’m sharing a nice hotel room with her. Really modern and beautiful.
I met Hochez again before dinner. He’s sleeping outside today. He hasn’t found a room. We offered him to sleep on the couch in the kitchen. But he said he is young and strong, he stays outside. Ok… I hope the poor guy doesn’t freeze tonight. I suggested the church, but I think he’s speculating about the bench on the market square. That’s the Camino, he said laughing out loud.
I spoke to my sister again today after a long time. That was really good.
How nice that I have them!
In the evening, we came together for dinner in an albergue with lots of other familiar faces. Bernd sat with us and we had great conversations at the table, he was very spiritual and had a wonderfully calm charisma. Tomorrow we will arrive in Leon.
Stage 21
Mansila – León, 20 km
The route to Leòn led through quite a lot of industrial sections and along the road. I started with a café con leche and my now traditional OJ. Most of the cafés on the way were closed. After 20 km, León appeared on the horizon. Big city!
I took another deep breath and exhaled, but was delighted to have reached another milestone on my Way of St. James. Andrea and I met up again at the entrance to the village. First we went to a small church. A strikingly well-dressed woman approached me. Unfortunately, I didn’t understand them. She took my hand and almost started crying. Smiled, let go of me and then thanked me. She blew me a kiss with her hand. I interpreted it to mean that she was somehow happy and grateful. This situation triggered a very connected feeling in me. At the medieval market, similar to the one in Burgos, I bought some jewelry as a souvenir of this mega time here. A little luxury is a must.
In the evening we sat together with other pilgrims. León was wonderfully lively and had so much Spanish flair. We didn’t really get to the end, we were drawn to a bar with Spanish music. We danced for the next two hours. Barefoot and full of joie de vivre, I let the evening take its course. It felt so good after the long Covid party break.
Wonderful …. The Spanish music wasn’t supposed to stop and I didn’t really want to leave. But tomorrow’s journey awaits. Leon what a lovely evening.
Stage 22
Leòn – Villante, 31 km
I opted for the longer but more scenic route. It took time to walk out of Leòn first. Too long to skip breakfast. Andrea and I were in agreement. And because the tortilla was soooo delicious, we took two. We then parted company for the time being. The path looked fantastically beautiful. Led over long gravel roads past fields for ages again. The mood was good but the sangria and mojito from yesterday were still clearly noticeable
Well, those who celebrate must also work. After about 28 km I simply couldn’t go on. I lay down on a bench. There hadn’t been another pilgrim in sight for hours, not even Andrea. Fortunately, there were still yellow arrows. I just lay there and almost fell asleep. A bumblebee woke me up again. I ate all the provisions in my rucksack. I noticed my circulation. Chocolate, fruit and water gave me back my energy. “Come on… pull yourself together!” I helped again with music and took off for the last 2-3 km. My watch said over 31 km today, actually it should be 29 km.
Once we arrived at the Alberge, the shower did mega good. Today I’m just going to stay in bed. Eat something and go back to bed 9 hours without long breaks is enough! Tomorrow only around 20 km …. Off to Astorga. I hope the mouse here in the Alberge doesn’t get lost in my rucksack.
Stage 23
Villante – Astorga, 25 km
This morning Andrea and I left the hostel and were “besieged” from the first meter by a Dutchman who started his tour today. The good guy simply didn’t realize that we didn’t feel like talking at 7.15 in the morning without a period.
I stopped at some point and searched for my headlamp for 10 minutes just so he would get the idea to go on. Not a chance! The only thing that helped was the direct announcement …. “I would like to go on alone!”
When he then walked on alone 30 meters ahead of me, I immediately felt bad. But hey…that’s the way it is sometimes. Things don’t always go according to plan.
The route today was great, I was fully rested and full of energy. The paths were colorful. The path was reddish and the fields alternated between cream, green and yellow. Wonderful natural landscapes formed in front of me. I met many completely new pilgrims but also familiar faces.
I was delighted to meet Santi again today in Astorga. He was happy too, we hadn’t expected to see each other, as he hadn’t actually met me for days. Hochez, Hanna and Sandra also crossed my path and we were somehow connected by the fact that we would all be in Santiago in about 10 days and had already covered so many kilometers. We sat together with Bernd and Petra for a long time in the evening and had wonderful conversations. I am delighted to meet such special people here with such impressive, very inspiring life stories.
The next two stages are rather short but also emotional. The Cruz de Ferro is already very close. I will place two stones there. I think a lot about two special people in my life.
I don’t know what paths I want to take after my trip.
I don’t think you have to find a solution for some things. Perhaps it helps to be content when you feel calmer, to remember the good things and to forgive.
Stage 24
Astorga – Rabanal, 21 km
Astorga was mega nice! I slept well and after a small breakfast I was on my way!
I felt like being alone a lot today! It’s the last 9 days…strangely enough, I can be much better alone now than I was at the beginning of my trip. My thoughts were very calm at times today… then mixed up again. It also felt like an empty thought for a moment. Finished thought or something! Satisfied thought. I have no idea how to describe it!
The view into the distance filled me with such satisfaction that I didn’t need anything else. The mountains are coming back. They may be far away on the horizon, but they are there. I love the mountains… maybe that would be a place for me? Maybe that’s why I called myself the mountain fairy. That’s why I love Austria and am looking forward to my next vacation with my family.
I rescued a mole today! A cat stuck its paw in a hole in the ground and pulled the poor guy out. I watched the game briefly and then helped him. I thought he deserved a chance! The cat was fat enough. The little guy lay on his back and played dead. I turned him around. That he can have such speed was new to me! It really got going. Grub quickly settled in and is now certainly pleased that he made it again. The cat will find something else!
I actually wanted to sleep in an Alberge again today. The first one I entered smelled very stuffy and was cramped. The bunk beds were close together and almost every bed was already occupied. I didn’t even think about it, my legs just went out on their own!
In the village, I strolled up the path and stood in front of a wall, which somehow called out to me… “Take a look inside!” A friendly welcome inside, with a delicious smell of food and rustic furnishings. Very clean. Without further ado, I book a double room for Andrea and myself, who arrive shortly after me.
Maybe I’m a little ashamed that I’m having such a good time.
Destination for the next few days: Alberge with bunk beds and at least 25 other pilgrims. Let’s see if that will happen.
Stage 25
Rabanal – Molinaseca 26 km
It was darker than ever this morning. The stars were crystal clear and the moon illuminated my path. The sky behind me soon produced the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen.
Today’s stage was so impressive and overwhelming for me. All around me is a wonderful expanse of forests, heath and mountains. My feet had to overcome some rocks and a few meters of altitude today.
At Cruz de Ferro, my spirituality left me for a moment. I had given so much thought beforehand to what I might want to leave on this cross. As I stood in front of it and took my two stones out of my pocket, a tear or two rolled down my face, but what I thought I had left there was not in my thoughts.
Rather, I looked at all the pictures that had already been left there by other people and wondered what a huge burden some people were trying to leave there.
I was grateful, grateful for all the time I’ve been able to be there, for everything I’ve achieved so far, grateful for my incredibly great children, who have become such great young people. Grateful for 24 years with Dennis, for everything we have experienced and built together, through thick and thin. Grateful that he puts up with my temper and impulsiveness and perhaps even loves me a little. Grateful that I can do this here… go on a journey that brings so much emotion, that makes me look at everything that has ever moved me.
A journey that brings with it uncertainties about what will happen afterwards. I’m only 8 days away….
I have never been more in my center than now! This trip is like a little life in turbo gear, because EVERYTHING that has ever happened rushes past me again.
I am very happy that after all this time I can feel a deep sense of satisfaction.
Stage 26
Molinaseca – Cacabelos, 23 km
The walk today was quite quiet and didn’t stir much in me. After such an impressive day as yesterday, it’s also difficult. Or rather, I would like to think that days like today are relaxing, as the impressions of the last few days can sink in without more and more being added.
Actually 31 km were planned today … but as it was already enough, I finished after 23 km. I was just sitting in front of a bar, ordering salad and beer, when Karell came along. We ate together and had a great conversation. Andrea arrived shortly afterwards. Karell moved on. By now the clock was almost four. I looked around and said, it’s nice here.
We were lucky that there were still two beds for us in the 6-person dormitory. Well then, let’s stay, was the decision.
Freshly showered, we went swinging on the playground opposite and laughed at ourselves. It’s just always so much fun. In the supermarket we searched like mad for olives and anchovies. At our hostel, we pushed our tables out into the sun and had a wonderful evening.
Beate from Austria joined us later because our constant cackling made her curious. I got us a second bottle of wine and blankets and we sat there until 10.30 p.m. talking about all sorts of things.
It was a really successful evening once again.
Stage 27
Cacabelos – Vega De Valcarce 28 km
This morning I didn’t really feel like going out at all. I was still a bit tired and somehow exhausted.
Armed with a banana and no breakfast, we set off in the dark. It was originally supposed to be 7 km to breakfast in Villafranca. The sandwich and the café did me good. My body felt like it had already done 15 km.
We also briefly met Hochez and Santi again – the two of them sprinted over the mountain today. Shortly after a bridge, Andrea and I followed the Camino Duro up a steep climb, 2 km longer than the main path, but not along the road.
I am sooo glad tonight that we decided to do this. The path was fantastically beautiful. My tiredness disappeared and my good mood quickly returned. The view was magnificent and the effort was so worth it! These expanses, vineyards, mountains, chestnut trees, pine forests. It smelled of lavender and oregano, peppermint and thyme grew along the paths.
I couldn’t look and breathe as much as I would have liked to soak it all up forever. Indescribably beautiful!
I then ate a cheesecake with chestnuts in a small mountain pasture 7 km before the finish. After 28 km, we arrived in the town at around 5 p.m. and ended up at the Pension Fernández with Maria in a dormitory with 16 beds. It is simply furnished. Maria went to so much trouble to conjure up a lovely menu for us, I haven’t eaten such delicious food for a long time. Incredibly tasty and beautifully presented. I like sleeping in the dormitory…the food and hospitality here are awesome.
In addition to all our deep conversations, we also laugh so wonderfully here.
The day was so special and beautiful again!
Stage 28
Vega De Valcarce – Fonfria 24 km
As sweetly as Maria prepared dinner yesterday, we continued with breakfast in the morning. Andrea and I didn’t set off until 8.30am. But we were still relaxed.
O Cebreiro lay ahead of us today with its 1300 meters of altitude. The route led steadily uphill over gravel roads and deciduous forests. But I didn’t find it particularly strenuous. The time and the kilometers flew by.
Unfortunately, I often come across sad dogs on the way. They are locked up in small boxes or kennels and howl or bark terribly. Yesterday I passed such a poor animal and had to start crying because it was screaming so terribly. Today there were again 4 dogs in a small trailer on the path. I don’t understand, there would be so much space here? This is such a wonderful place, you could make it nice for the dogs, but the impression arises that a dog’s life here is worth nothing! That is so terrible. I don’t understand it, when I look into the eyes of an animal there is a soul in there, isn’t there? Why is it possible that there are people who don’t feel anything? I have made a note of the places where I have noticed the animals and will try to find out from Hamburg what can be done. Unfortunately, I was told here that the animals would simply be picked up and killed.
These are experiences that make me terribly sad.
I reached Galicia today. From here it is supposed to rain more frequently. But it is mountainous and green. It is less than 150 km to Santiago.
Tonight I am in a large but well-organized and modern Alberge. We have a traditional Galician dinner. Beate has also caught up with us. Hochez and Santi are in the same accommodation with UNO and magic tricks we had a sooo funny evening…
Jesus, we don’t even know each other but it feels like we’ve been friends forever.
Stage 29
Fronfria – Sarria 26 km
The day started with drizzle today. Still wearing shorts, we set off. I quickly detached myself from the escorts, as I can’t stand all the talking in the morning until the evening. At least that’s the case right now.
I passed through some small Spanish villages that looked abandoned and dilapidated, but behind the walls of the houses I could hear the clatter of pots and voices. The woods I walked through today seemed enchanted. Ivy climbed up every tree. There were thousands of chestnuts along the way, I would have loved to pick them all up and bake them in my oven in Hamburg in the fall…if my backpack wasn’t already heavy enough. Sometimes I took one in my hand just to feel the smooth surface. Hand flatterer.
I rested inside myself today, but something is also bubbling up. I can’t really understand what it is. Am I getting nostalgic because the journey will soon be over? Seven weeks ago I was still afraid of being away from home for so long. Now I’m afraid that the daily runs around the Alster won’t be enough to calm me down.
I’m looking forward to being home, I’m looking forward to my family, my work, my new time without evening school, without the stress of studying, without exams.
I’m done…is anyone ever done? Can I be satisfied with being finished? No idea! I booked my room in Finisterre today.
Now I’m enjoying the last week of my trip.
Stage 30
Sarria – Portomarin, 25 km
Sarria didn’t blow me away…rather the crowds of people who set off next to Andrea and me in the morning. With small rucksacks, heavy boots or thin shoes.
Everyone left the city in a stream and I tried to adapt to the flow so that I didn’t feel like it was slowing me down.
I don’t know whether it was because I was in good shape or whether it was more a case of escaping from the crowds? I wanted to pass! Every time I overtook a group, a new one appeared in front of me.
After about 10 km, I put on my headphones and immersed myself in my memories of the last few days on the Camino with the help of the music. For a short time, I had the section of the path to myself.
I long to return to the Meseta. I imagined Galicia to be different. But it doesn’t matter… I’ve had such wonderful days, weeks and soon it will be two months on the Camino that I can now say with peace of mind that walking these full stages is part of it.
When we arrived in Portomarien, the first Alberge compledo was full, as was the next hostel. We then found accommodation in the next hostel. 2 rooms with 28 beds, 2 toilets for 60 people. The showers were cold and somehow everything here is too cramped for me. Breathe…breathe….breathe… Andrea told me I wouldn’t do this for another 4 days!!!
Me neither! Freshly showered and cold, we went out for a delicious meal. There are lots of familiar faces here…I’m a bit tired of listening to the different languages and often find it a shame that I don’t speak Spanish. There are still 90 km to Santiago….
I’m slowly realizing that I want to arrive and then it’s okay! The last 90 km will be different to all the weeks that have gone before.
As of today, it is rather less spiritual. When I look at all the limping, blister-ridden people here, I’m really glad that my body coped so well that I was able to enjoy it without any major aches and pains and can still enjoy it.
I’m looking forward to tomorrow…the accommodation is already booked and won’t be 60 people Alberge.
Stage 31
Portomarin – Palas de Rei, 23 km
The night was incredible, I thought my pig was whistling when the lady above me had a visitor at around 11pm and I could hear the whispering and cackling. Fortunately, the male fellow pilgrim was only heavy enough to prevent the bed from collapsing on top of me. I don’t even want to know what the two of them got up to. Jesus, I didn’t quite know whether to laugh out loud or put headphones in my ears in annoyance. In the end I just lay there and thought to myself, now get ready so I can sleep! After about 30 minutes he was finally lying in his own bed above Andrea.
28 people in bunk beds and some actually crawl towards each other. Whaaat the fuck! And then directly via miiiiir!!!!
This morning, with thunder and lightning, Andrea and I walked straight along the path without brains a little (as it’s not entirely safe) but above all without breakfast!
After 10 minutes I was soaked down to my underpants and thought to myself… today I’m not stopping… today I’m running through!!! It was dripping from my hair, my nose and my shoes were smacking with every step. Everything stuck to my body.
Well, after 7 km there was a mountain pasture with a good breakfast.
Like all 5000 other pilgrims, I went in, ordered a huge baguette with egg and took off my wet clothes. I put on my shortest pants, because wet, bare legs are more comfortable than wet, clothed legs.
After destroying half a bar of chocolate, I was unstoppable. The next 18 km without stopping and wet throughout.
At the beginning I was on the verge of crying, at the end I was laughing out loud and full of energy – I just loved it!
My blisters were back and I had the feeling with every step that a bikini wouldn’t be a bad idea. What a day … I’m glad we have a room to ourselves today.
Now that we’ve arrived, the sun is shining.
I think it was a test today to see if I really wouldn’t get into the cab. No you up there on the cloud, whoever you are, I’m not!!!
Stage 32
Palas de Rei – Arzúa 32 km
“Sabrina” get up! 7.45!”
Wowww I slept so well. That was really good. And finally not in the dark.
My blisters started to tug at my feet right from the start, “well bravo” I thought to myself and now two days over 30 km in the rain, that could be something! But hey, after 10 km my feet were numb and it almost went by itself!
After 5 km we had breakfast, as usual tortilla, Zumo and café con leche. The crowds of pilgrims no longer bother me! I’m more pleased about the infectious good mood of the Spaniards who are on their way.
After 10 km, the expected downpour. I fled to the nearest café and tried to convince myself with deep belly breathing and my inner voice, “Sabrina, you can do it!” First of all, we had to have a crossaint and sugar in the café!
Ok! Let’s go! Out into freedom … into the rain! I don’t know how, but I flew!
I was listening to music again! Anything that somehow helped to carry me…through puddles and mud…what can I say, it worked!
The Alberge, which we actually wanted to torture ourselves with again, is beautiful. It should actually have over 100 beds. There are 8 in my room and there are three of us. The other rooms have 20 beds and are full. Super nice decor with style and clean. So nothing to do with getting rid of sins and suffering. That’s probably why it rains so much!
While drinking wine and massaging our feet in a massager, Andrea and I were horrified to discover that we have to run 39.8 km tomorrow. The plan says 34 km but the outdoor says 39.8 km, the stones along the way and unfortunately the calculator too!
Scheissebebberle! Tomorrow I’m going to cry, I already know that! I don’t care! Maybe someone will carry me? Just like those who collapse just before the finish line in a marathon! I love dramas… like in the movies… no nonsense! I can do it! It’s going to be great and I’m really looking forward to tomorrow!
Stage 33
Arzúa – Santiago de Compostella, 40 km
I’m lying flat but very happy in my bed in the hotel room. It’s been a long day and it’s already just before 10 pm. This was the last day of my walk at least! The last kilometers.
This morning at 7.30 a.m. my feet first walked over dry ground. After just a few minutes I felt such an indescribable lightness inside me today, today I will arrive! My body was telling me: “Don’t worry, I’ll keep going with you!”
The path led through long stretches of beautiful eucalyptus forests. Ivy and moss-covered stones and trunks. I took so many deep breaths today and again and again I had to fight with myself not to start crying. Not from aches and pains, there were none, but from melancholy, happiness and deep gratitude.
The kilometers rattled by and I just didn’t want to finish. I consciously took breaks wherever I could to enjoy every minute and give my body new energy. B
n the 13 km stone I had already covered 26 km and thought to myself: “ohhh no, only 13 km to go.” I didn’t want to arrive….
This trip was so incredibly special for me, these impressions and insights will stay with me forever. My tears just came at some point…happy tears. 5 km before Santiago I waited for Andrea.
We went into the city together.
I have to say that the walk to the cathedral didn’t grab me as emotionally as many parts of my journey.
Later, in the cathedral after the pilgrim mass, I was very much at peace with myself, breathing deeply, just sitting there and feeling so free and content inside that I can hardly describe it.
I lit one last candle for someone I sincerely hope makes it and now after my shower I’m enjoying arriving in Santiago by just going to sleep!
Day 34
Well rested….
Arrived…. Really arrived!
Walking through alleys….
Be perfect with me in the rain….
Happiness in the heart….
Happiness in the belly….
Happiness everywhere….
Take a deep breath…
Wine ….Pulpo…Tortilla…grated tomato ( no idea if there is a name for it)
Not going today? How is that supposed to work?
Where to go with me?
In the hotel room… dancing on the mattress in bed, jumping in bed and listening to loud Spanish music! (Quevedo playlist)
That was great!
Dinner with Bea and Andrea … sitting opposite each other with tears in our eyes … the last evening Santiago!
The road was insane …
My life is soooo beautiful!
Gratitude…. Satisfaction…. much more…words can’t say!
Day 35
All the memories of the last few weeks come flooding back. The beginning of my journey was so tentative and cautious. My abandonment of the Camino in July made me quite insecure and put a damper on things. Maybe I’m not strong enough for this after all?
With every step, with every day, with every place we crossed, we became safer! Love for the Camino and trust in myself!
Put on my backpack every morning and make do with what I have! Having the same goal with so many people.
I was so lucky with the weather, the sun was my constant companion. The euphoria for this adventure grew immeasurably and I was so free and happy just to be there! I’ve never been alone for so long and never been in a relationship for over 24 years.
In the first two weeks, I had so much on my mind that I didn’t know how to organize my thoughts properly. My brain was throwing a lot of things around like a wild storm … a topic every day, I told myself! Sabrina make only one topic every day! It wasn’t easy, things came up that I hadn’t expected at all.
I tried to sort myself out and through the meditative walking and the many weeks, I managed to give time to each topic in turn… some topics took more than one day, even more than two!
With every topic came tears, depressing and happy feelings deep in my heart!
I have consciously learned to let feelings come and feelings go. Breathe out the air and thus the negative energies! That helped me so much! Joy of life!!! Tears run down my cheeks because I often have to laugh so heartily!
By consciously letting go of all thoughts, by crying on the way and walking away and towards something new, I let go of everything! Bit by bit and day by day I lost heavy stones from my soul!
I breathed, I danced, I simply shouted them out, all my feelings, so I could feel more and more happiness and make an inner peace with everything.
I could feel myself becoming calmer and the storm inside me became more of a gentle breeze. But it felt more like a warm, pleasant breeze that belonged to me. Who can stay!
All these experiences have made me who I am.
I now know that things are more bearable if you can accept them and even gain strength from them!
What I didn’t believe I could do in the beginning is now something I will miss painfully but with complete satisfaction! My way! My experiences and encounters along the way! The routine of the path!
Setting off in the dark, with a clear goal in mind, always following the arrows, the simplicity of the path!
I will never forget these incredible expanses of nature, forests, mountains and fields. Fresh air all day long. Just me and the vastness around me!
The bars playing Spanish music in the morning and us pilgrims eating tortillas and drinking café con leche. The happy faces that beam at me, sometimes just looking up but always shouting “Buen Camino”, the albergues that are not always comfortable but always filled with so many characters that you never fall asleep alone!
The cyclists who already taste good at lunchtime. The nights that are often accompanied by snoring and cell phone sounds but are still so restful.
I’ve never been better rested than on the Camino!
The cool morning with every wonderful sunrise that appears in the sky just for me and in whose light my face looks so radiantly beautiful and healthy.
The churches, the churches that gave me so much warmth and humility, the church where I threw away my backpack and screamed at the cross “What are you doing to me?” sobbing on my knees! And then a hymn rang out! Ohhh God, I cried! Soooo cried … loudly and all alone. Until I couldn’t go on and there were no more tears. Then I said thank you and heard a voice tell me: “You’re good! Go on!”
” Ok, ok I’m going, I’m going, I sobbed, lifted my backpack from the floor, put it on my back and left this church with deep satisfaction and great strength! Determined and totally liberated.
That minute I knew, “I’m going to get there and nothing can stop me!” I finally felt myself properly!
The last 5 km before Santiago, which are no problem with café liqueur, not even when we complete the 40 km for the first time.
Three days in the pouring rain, wet down to my underpants! It was the rain that taught me so much again! Be invincible! Don’t give up, no matter how hard it is! It works! Not only is it possible, it’s even fun!
It is so beautiful it makes me cry! My journey has given me so much … so many insights, so many deep emotions, so much laughter, so much freedom …. I am infinitely grateful.
Now the journey home feels like a painful stabbing in the heart, which I know is part of it and is allowed to be!
Everyday life will return, but I will be someone else, someone stronger, someone more aware, someone more grateful, someone who is good to herself and never forgets herself again!
Who is never again afraid of something as wonderful as the Way of St. James.
One that can do everything but doesn’t have to do anything!
Sabrina David, October 2022
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