Greetings from Spain! I hope all is well! I am sorry to be slow in sending out an update! Here is an update on the Camino de Santiago and my life now that I am back in my beloved Sevilla!
Camino de Santiago…in less than 1,000 words.
I can actually sum it in up in one word actually. Amazing. I walked for 6 days, starting from a small town 4 km outside of O Cebreiro. The first day was also my 37th birthday!! WOW, what a way to celebrate. I met fabulous people along the Camino. Quickly learning, in fact, that you are never alone! There were other life allegories I learned along the way, such as: everyone does the Camino their own way! Some people walk really slowly, others run down hills (I only saw one guy doing this, but still!); some people walk with friends, some walk alone. But everyone does it his or her own way and you get to choose how you want to do it! Even if you speak different languages or are from different countries…we are all in the Camino together! I had two German women ask me how I was when I stopped along the road to take care of some blisters (grand total of 6!). However, we didn’t have a language in common! But I knew they were concerned and wanted to make sure I was okay. Or, at least I thought that was what was happening… And last but not least, you may be sore, have blisters and muscles that are singing to you by the end of the day, but so does everyone else. Complaining about them, however, tempting, won’t get you too much sympathy from the limping pilgrims around you.
So, those were some of the lessons I learned along the way. But what about the Camino itself? Gorgeous. The section I did was mostly rolling hills and small hamlets. There were tons of farms with beautiful cows. We had unusual weather—with only one morning with a little bit of rain. This is very unusual in Galicia. Walking into the main plaza in Santiago de Compostela, La Praza do Obradoiro, was surreal. I had walked 97 miles in 6 days! I had stayed in wonderful hostels in small hamlets and in big cities. I had met people from all over the world. I had accomplished my mission. For my mother and me. It was an emotional moment, to say the least. I dedicated my certificate to her, which made me feel very happy. And to cap off the adventure, my friend Gloria and I took the bus to what was once considered to be the end of the world. The beach town is called Finisterre, and it was such a relaxing way to end the Camino!
Life in Sevilla-Part II!
It is so good to be back in Sevilla. But, this time I am living across the river (the Guadalquivir) in Triana. A quintessential Andalucian town. I am still getting to know my new neighborhood and to understand what makes it so special. I will report back. But, I am happy to report that I found a room in an apartment thanks to a friend here. I am living with an American woman from Minnesota and her small dog, Pouffa.
Teaching in Triana
The reason that I am living in Triana and not in the center of Sevilla is that the school where I am a teaching assistant is located here. A four-minute walk from my apartment, to be exact! I love my commute! J My school is a public, elementary bi-lingual school. All of the students, from 3rd olds to 6th grade learn English, and students in 1st-6th also learn science in English. I have discovered that teaching 3 year olds is very hard! I like teaching all levels and the teachers that I am helping are all very nice. I am excited about this year!
So, besides teaching, I have already signed up for an Argentinean Tango class! What’s up next? Well, Salsa and Flamenco, of course. So excited to be back in Sevilla. Olé!