In addition, I used the long, flat distances between villages to try to work/think on things such as the annual Meet Plan Go! career break presentation and event plans. This familiar landscape immediately made me happy, and it sent me in mental directions I never would have imagined. When I got onto the meseta and started taking it all in, I realized quickly that this was not an ugly or boring place – this was basically just like the Midwest (Illinois) where I grew up. But I love an underdog and from the moment I had heard all of this bad talk about the meseta I had decided that I would like it – yes, I’m just that stubborn. Everyone warned me about the meseta – they said it was ugly, flat, boring, long, and hot. This week I owned the meseta, the high plains of Spain. The mind can be such a roller coaster at times. A strange feeling hit me this week – you stop thinking/worrying about IF you will make it, and after you hit halfway you start to worry about the fact that you ARE going to make it and this journey will come to an end. I covered 89 miles over 6 days (144km) which makes a total of 278 miles of my 441 miles overall. Strangely the flu passed through me quickly and this ended up being my strongest week yet which reminded me that just when you think you at your lowest, things turn around. These were not the normal aches, pains, and exhaustion of the Camino – this was the flu. I felt tired and began to yawn while I was walking, and then my shoulders started to get sore, followed by a headache. I knew something was wrong as I was walking my 26k, I started deteriorating after about 10k. Fast forward to me puking in a albergue toilet to begin week 3 of my Camino de Santiago journey. A lovely little place to rest along the Camino close to Astorga SpainĪfter a lovely break in Carrion de los Condes and getting treated to a scrumptious steak dinner from a retired doctor from Canada, things could only go downhill from there – and they did.
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