In Marin, everyone knows someone who has done the Camino. People tell us the Camino is life changing. I have my doubts. And yet yesterday, I felt some of the Camino magic.
We were in REI (for the 4th time). They were out of blister pads. We browsed sale items in different locations. I looked for down vests; Jessica looked for hiking pants.
A salesperson came over and asked Jessica if she had any questions. Conversation ensued. Then the salesperson wandered over to me. She answered one of my questions, and then realized my partner (her words) was over in the woman's section. Turns out, she had done the Camino last year.
With both of us she strongly urged that we have a substantial "base layer," something we had thought about and left behind while worrying about mail holds and Picasso Museum tickets. She said we should beware Galicia: "They don't even heat the hotels there." With a smile and "Buon Camino" she headed toward the shoe department.
So we bought wonderfully soft marino wool long underwear (bottoms and tops), and are now ready for the worst Galicia can throw at us.
Here's a Google Map view of our walk.
If interested, you can find a more detailed itinerary here and here.
Tomorrow we pack. And then off to Barcelona, and a Gaudi orgy, punctuated with pixtos.
JRM
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