For anyone who has followed Brianna and her old Dad for the last two weeks, you have seen & heard sights and sounds that the two of us have never experienced before.
Imagine walking, not running, a marathon everyday for 13 days. Cross-country marathons with hills, valleys, mountains, and river and creek beds. Farms and villages. Dirt paths to concrete roads. Highways and rarely used back roads. You get the pictures…..
Like our world, the Camino is diverse with places & paths,,,,,and people. We walked between and lived in 14 different places, most called albergues, over these last 14 nights. Every single one was managed by capable folks, but varied wildly from hippie style to chic. Throw in an eclectic bunch of pilgrims at each stop, all randomly brought together based on timing and levels of exhaustion…and you have a different dynamic every night.
This is a beautiful thing. Like God’s creation, each of us are our own little miracle. You don’t need a long hike to figure that out. But, I digress.
Any travel you do, local to afar, is about the big 3. People. Places. And things. Or, nouns, as I like to call them.
The last being interesting to totally boring. The middle being required to get you out of your daily comfort zone. And, the first, to engage you in conversation, laughs, and memories that can never be duplicated anywhere..
.to be continued tomorrow. I’m tired…
(7.5 hours of needed sleep later…)
Good morning ! I’m up. As I was saying, before exhaustion overcame me….Things are just things, Places get you going and out of your comfort zone and the People are many reasons to motivate you to get out there. Be it your daughter who asks for that Spring Break trip to NYC or the beach or for weeks walking Spain…..I know. What young person asks to spend precious vacation time with old Dad? Well, evidently, mine….the point is to find a way and just go.
None of us are getting any younger, especially yours truly….
Yeah, that was me & My Love when our girls were tiny. Me and my Mom. And miss Lilly, our newest addition.
How does one go from such black to gray, you may wonder? Life details provided in my initial posts are archived here. My 40’s started in a rough way and we’ve regrouped, downsized, and prioritized like the younger me could not anticipate. Two constants, over most of the last decade, have held steady. Family and travel. Sure, we lost both of our Dads a couple of years ago, but our family was there. Sure, I cannot plan and bill business/pleasure trips to my company anymore. But, we still find a way to go and help our girls explore foreign lands & experiences via Delta SkyMiles. Thanks, AMEX & Delta!
What motivates you to get out of your ordinary world and explore that different place? Or, keep returning to that place where family memories keep building up layers upon layers?
Here are my motivational loved ones…
There you have it. The big five reasons (plus pup) why I still care. Why I’m still here. And why I made this trip to sunny, beautiful Spain (not a drop of rain in over two weeks).
Those are my reflections from this long and fruitful experience with Brianna and many others. Santiago again today. Train to Madrid tomorrow. Back to home on Monday. Hanging with our boys for a couple of days, then…off to Costa Rica on Thursday with My Love. Couples-only trip that she earned with her business team. Nice July, heh?
As I’ve tried to make all too clear, I may not be getting any younger, but my loved ones and the places & experiences we share together are about as good as any fountain of youth that this mind & body has found. Or. Maybe they found me.
Maybe that’s what God had planned all along.