I had walked about 37K. I had been walking for about 10 hours without only 2 breaks. My shoulder was sore. I was plodding along the empty highway instead of navigating the grassy path. No cars. No other pilgrims.
Left. Right. Left. Right.
I wanted some chocolate from inside my pack, but I didn´t want to stop. Almost there. Keep going.
A car swished by me, passed me. Then it stopped about 75 meters ahead. A man got out of the passenger side holding a package. He crossed the road, placed it on the guardrail and yelled back at me in English: "This is for you!" He crossed the highway again, got back in the car, and sped off. By the time the car had disappeared, I had arrived.
I felt like 007 getting instructions.
There it was, a small white package. I picked it up. I opened it up.
A chocolate croissant. The first one in days.
You missed the last sentence ….the one that goes “and then I woke up to find it was all a dream!” ….otherwise its sounds very much like you were delirious from the heat/walking/your own company (delete as appropriate) and began hallucinating!
ReplyDeleteSeriously though – I think it is a great story even more so because (I am hoping) it is actually a true one! – aghhh it’s the little things that restore one’s faith in human kindness!
Keep on truckin along
You missed the last sentence ….the one that goes “and then I woke up to find it was all a dream!” ….otherwise its sounds very much like you were delirious from the heat/walking/your own company (delete as appropriate) and began hallucinating!
ReplyDeleteSeriously though – I think it is a great story even more so because (I am hoping) it is actually a true one! – aghhh it’s the little things that restore one’s faith in human kindness!
Keep on truckin along
Whoops!
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking I might need to start my own blog if that's what it takes to get chocolate croissants delivered!
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