Sunday, April 5, 2009.
Stay a second night after following the Palm Sunday procession. I don't feel like walking any further once it's over and work up the courage to ask if I can stay for a second night. She says "yes" and gives me an actual bed (as opposed to a bunk) and I feel lucky. Later, not so much. New pilgrims, freshly started, and therefore not at all tired, in the next room (separated by an arched, doorless, opening), celebrating a birthday, and drink and party until late. So, no sleep, really.
Stay a second night after following the Palm Sunday procession. I don't feel like walking any further once it's over and work up the courage to ask if I can stay for a second night. She says "yes" and gives me an actual bed (as opposed to a bunk) and I feel lucky. Later, not so much. New pilgrims, freshly started, and therefore not at all tired, in the next room (separated by an arched, doorless, opening), celebrating a birthday, and drink and party until late. So, no sleep, really.
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