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Brian R. Murdock
Copyright 2011
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12Pilgrims often rise early because by doing so
they can get a head start on the day itself and
avoid those tortuous last miles of walking
under a severe and merciless summer sun.
This is especially advisable when the stages
surpass 30 kilometers, but it isrecommendable for any distance at that time
of year. Galician climate is perhaps slightly
cooler than the oven-like midday
temperatures of, say, Castile in the center of
Spain, but it is also generally much more
humid there and thus prone to muggy
weather. That can make even late morning
hiking strenuous and uncomfortable, so it
makes perfect sense to want to reach your
destination as quickly as possible.
But that’s not the only reason.
Departing well before even a roostercrows also increases your chances of arriving
at the next major town in time for you to
ensure a bed at the local public albergue. At
5€ a night, I can assure you it’s a coveted
prize for the frugal and low-budgeter alike.
This also explains why I had some issues with
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arrangement was open. Redondela was one
of those days. As you already know, I agreed.
Albergues do not open their doors until1:00p.m. Personally, I feel it’s their way of
getting us pilgrims out of the way for a few
hours so they can clean up and fumigate, but I
also like to think they do so just to give
everyone an even chance to sleep there at
night. In a sense this is good because it
means the young, strong and swift can’t just
jump to their feet at 5 a.m. and bolt down the
trail to grab all the beds before the old, flabby
and slow like us have a can show up. But that
doesn’t mean people can’t resort to what is
commonly known as forming a line. So in the
end, instead of having people stream (orstraggle) in little by little and sign in, once
they arrive, they spend the rest of the
morning stuck next to the albergue door so as
not to lose their place in line. And that sucks.
When we got to Redondela at 12:20 that
day, already a sizable number of walkers hadmanaged to reach the albergue before us.
Aitor flipped out his guide of Infallible
Information and told us that the shelter had
something in the neighborhood of 55 beds for
weary pilgrims (another pilgrim heard there
were over 60), so after a quick mental head
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count we figured we were well within that
limit.
At one o’clock on the dot, it opened andwe began to file in, which was just about the
point when things got a bit hairy. Up to that
point the crowd had been reasonable in size,
but suddenly, those people in line had friends
with them who happened to appear just in
time to go in. On top of that, it turned out that
the guides had grossly overestimated the
available space. Inside we were told that
there were only 42 beds. The situation
suddenly looked bleak. The crowd became
restless and nervous about whether or not
everyone would be able to claim a spot to
sleep in that night. Murmuring grew intogrumbling and even some well-voiced
complaining burst out.
“Jesus!” I thought. “The sticks are
going to be flying any second now.” You see,
when it came to a cheap bed, no one was your
friend.
The woman in charge was a pretty,
small-framed, fibrous-bodied woman with a
clear-minded attitude on how she felt pilgrims
should be treated, which was not dissimilar to
cattle. She possessed impressive
organizational aptitudes and, had she wanted
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to, it is my firm opinion she would have made
a great prison warden. Her oral skills were
commanding as well. In fact, I think her firstword was something like “Achtung!”
Well, you should have seen how forty
people suddenly stood at attention. What had
once been nearly an unruly mob scene, had
suddenly turned into a fairly well formed line
of docile obedient pilgrims. From there she
reeled off several minutes of rules and
procedures with such efficiency it blew my
mind away. Everything she spewed out was
the general run-of-the-mill information and of
general disinterest to me (like pre-flight safety
instructions) until she came to the point about
who had preference to a bed:
First in line, handicapped (not us…yet);
Second, walkers (I guess that was us)
Third: horse riders (not horses, thanks);
Finally cyclists (not a prayer at this time
of year)
She capped off her discourse with, “And
of course, anyone using a support car can
forget it. I don’t know who you are but I know
there are some here. There always is. Come
on, I know you know each other by now, so we
can all be honest.”
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The support car users were the scourge
of the Camino. The cheaters. The sissies.
The ones who should not be able to look atthemselves in the mirror in the mor-ning. But
that wasn’t the worst of it. Jesus! The woman
was actually asking us to fess up. Snitch on
each other.
I suddenly recalled the incident from the
day before with my car and noticed that the
Belgian girls were ahead us in line. The queue
had curled around the room in such a way that
even though they were at the front, they were
within a face-slap’s distance. I took one quick
glance at them as they stared in our direction
with an expression of (how can I describe it?)
hate. I looked away casually the way you dowhen your third-grade gym teachers asks for
volunteers to be the first to try a chin-up in
front of the class. At any second I was
expecting one of them to scream “Them! It’s
them! Fraulein, they have a support car!” and
have a dozen SS officers jump out and carryus away. It would have been an unlikely
scenario, I must admit, but anything they
would have said would have meant scandal for
us. But the girls kept mum and thank God
because we weren’t using a support car in the
first place, and it would have been entirely
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unfair. But just imagine trying to explain it all
those tired and irate pilgrims. Once you get a
bad reputation in life, it ain’t easy to change.Considering all those rules that Fraulein
poured forth, what I couldn’t get quite
understand was how a group of Italian scouts
who were ahead of us managed to be
admitted. There must have been 15 of them.
I’m sure there must be a limit on that, like
getting tickets to a Springsteen concert. No
more than six at a time. But nothing was said
or done. That in my opinion seemed unfair.
Why hadn’t Fraulein said anything about
them?
Anyway, of the 42 spots, we came in 38,
39 and 40, which meant we had to wait nearly
another hour for our beds to be assigned,
since Fraulein had to write down everyone’s ID
number and stamp their credentials. In that
time, we had a chance to become better
acquainted with some of the other pilgrims
sharing the Camino with us. In addition to theBelgian girls who had not narked on us (but
were clearly not on speaking terms) and the
Italian scouts, we met wonderful people like
two very nice brothers from Huelva, a mellow
and kind couple from Spain (he was from
Valencia and she was Argentine), and just
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behind us to wrap up the line, two young men
from A Coruña in Galicia. They had just done
our first two stages (Tui-Redondela) in onethat very morning (30kms) and were suffering
the consequences. One showed us a blister
the size of my elbow. Aching and hurting and
joking at the same time, they were a good
laugh.
This, my friends, is the invaluable
advantage to going to these shelters. By
doing that, you get to know your fellow
pilgrims better, you get to know your fellow
humans, you get to know the world…and it
makes the whole experience that much more
enriching.
Finally we reached the counter and were
admitted, but the problem at that point was
that we would have little choice about getting
a sleeping arrangement that suited us. This
proved especially delicate for Aitor because he
had a thing about using an upper bunk, which
was all that was left. His fear had somethingto do with falling out of one when he was a
child. He said he was traumatized by the
event and never fully recovered.”
“What do you mean never fully
recovered?” I asked. “Does that mean you
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inexplicably forget to use pronouns in your
sentences, or freak out from time to time?”
“No, I just have a fear of falling out of beds, that’s all.”
“That’s too bad. But I think it’s time you
tried to overcome it. Is this going to require
that tie you down to the four corners or
something like that?”
“I don’t think so.” This rattled mesomewhat. I wasn’t expecting ‘I don’t think
so’ as an answer. It was sup-posed to be a
definite no. I wished he had informed me of
these little quirks in his personality before we
had departed.
“Well, you are just going to have to faceit. You got us into this thing, after all. That’s
life. That’s the Camino.”
Meanwhile I looked over on the other
side of the room and tried to find out which
was available for me. Albergue dormitory
halls tend to do for beds what low-cost airlines
do for seating. They cram them in there so
tight that what your eyes basically perceive at
first is one long and continuous row of
mattresses. This can be a little discon-certing
at first because everyone wants a little
privacy, but you soon realize that the bunks
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can be shifted slightly here and there to allow
for a bit of breathing room.
On the other hand, closeness can haveits advantages. I spotted what I thought was
the only remain-ing empty bed in the entire
building, an upper bunk joined to another
where a pretty young blonde German woman
in her twenties who was lying on her back.
She had her t-shirt rolled up halfway, exposing
her belly for all to admire. “Mein Gott” I
uttered to myself. “What hath Fraulein
wrought?”
I think she was reading too, but to be
honest, I really was focused on literary detail.
Would I have to take the bed next to hers?
Would this be great opportunity to learn about
peoples from other lands? Do these things
really happen to sinners of great sinning like
me?
Just as I was looking up at the ceiling
with my hands raised and was preparing to
give thanks to God for his generosity, a larger
older blonde woman bumped me aside and
dumped her things on the bed. The two
began to speak so I could tell they knew each
other. I am assuming it was her mother. Oh,
crap! It turns out my bed was the next one