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| St. James, Padron/L Herlevi |
I thought the hospitalero said I could stay as long as I wanted, so after mass, where I finally received a pilgrim's blessing, I sit in the main room trimming down my orthodics even more. It's after 10 am when I walk outside, they are both there waiting. I'm willing myself not to cry, been fighting it since mass this morning. I lose that battle. They both hug me goodbye, when I scrunch up my face to fight back tears, the woman from Madrid comes back over and hugs me again and kisses my cheek. I walk away, crying and don't turn around. I try not to cry for the next couple of kms. By the time I arrive on the edge of Padron, I'm fine. I see a sign for the Rosaria Castro House, so I go to the museum. It's Saturday. I leave my pack outside. I am the only visitor there. And I'm not sure where I am. My guide is good for coming from a different direction.
In Padron, I visit the church and then go find the park with the Monument to St. James. Eat the sandwich the hospitalero made me, while avoiding the lizards darting out of the rock wall to bask in the sun.
Woman in black, leaning out of upstairs window sternly yells at me to redirect me when I go wrong way. I am grateful. Stay in Teo. Walk along highway to center of business area. Realize in the morning that there was another way.
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