I realized that because of the problems lurking I would not be able to walk enough each day to make it to Santiago before I have to be back for a course at home in early November, so I made the decicion of getting a train to a place about a hundred kilometers before Santiago and walk from there. This will give me plenty of time to get there, enabling me to take it as easy as I need to. I started up today with only four or five kilometers, but so be it. Tomorrow I will do more. Just don’t want to risk anything.
Happy times are ahead and the misery is in the past now. Have met wonderful people, this morning I walked with two girls from Angola and Portugal who were in my dorm and last night I had dinner with some wonderful Australians I have run into a couple of times.
The landscape here in Galicia is beautyful, very lush and green and mountainous. A bit cold too. And rainy, I had to get my poncho out this morning, but I didn’t care, it was just good to be moving by footpower again.
Travelling this way with Lymphedema can be a little challenging. Getting the compression stocking off in a tiny shower cubicle, putting it on in a lower bunk where there is barely room to sit up. I now have my routines so I manage. A few people here and there have asked about the stocking and it has been perfectly OK. The other pilgrims are friendly and caring. A Dutch lady I met even had some knowlegde about Lymphedema.
Walking the Camino one meets many characters. The other day I met a Spanish lady, she must have been 75 or so, walking in an almost 90 degree angle with a roller with armrests, on which all her bagage was hanging. She brought a roll of big posters with religious messages. Many pilgrims travel by bicycle and some even by horse. Some days ago there was a man in my shelter/hostel travelling by horse, bringing with him his bird in a cage :-)