This is the first time since arriving on May 3 that I have spent consecutive nights in one place. It feels amazing. I have my own room with a bed. It has sheets! There are towels! I wasn’t sure I wanted to pause walking, but it has been nice.
I did important errands this morning. I washed my clothes at a laundromat. I bought duct tape at a hardware store. Later in the day, I had a decadent lunch, followed by a decadent hot chocolate, followed by a decadent Thai massage.
I hung out a bit with pilgrims Owen and Sheena today. We played a new game that I’ve decided to strap to my backpack and play on the Way. I’m sure it will bring some merriment.
Unfortunately, that laughing twosome has to take a break from walking due to some plantar fasciitis. I’ll see them again; I’m sure of it.
On my eighth Camino day, I pondered being 8 years old. I wondered why my 3rd grade teacher, Mrs Debris, always wore the same houndstooth pants every day. I also savored the victorious memory of guessing the exact number of jellybeans in the jar. I was the only kid in the whole school who got it right. They announced my name over the loudspeaker. I got to keep the pretty, tall glass jar on my desk all day long and bring it home and eat the jellybeans. I don’t remember much about what I studied, but I sure do recall that win.
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Decadence is important ♥️
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