hello everyone, i´m baaack for now anyway. we arrived in tracastela about 5pm. the walk into triacastela was one of beauty: walking through a tunnel of trees lined on both sides and curving inward at their tops creating their ¨tunnel¨. walking on a dampened dirt path winding down and down into the village. from above in the mountains the village looks large but when walking through it and following our yellow arrows not much is seen. found a new albergue which was very nice. we had a dinner of meat, fries, salad and one egg...the spanish have a thing about eggs and what they go with (very strange to me). I had a nice comfortable bed (not a bunk) about 2 feet underneath a window; nicole had a bottom bunk. another woman was also in our room, from sweden; she must be 6 ft. tall in her late sixties (?), very nice and beautiful with beautiful grey hair. we won´t be seeing her again as she is taking another route and is going slower; she did this walk with her daughter 2 yrs. ago.
leaving Wednesday morning 7-11-07... sitting in a bar waiting for ¨Running of the Bulls¨to be televised @ 8 am in Pamplona. had toast and coal cao (2-for mikayla) for breakfast. i just finished telling nicole if i were here by myself i´d wait until 8 am to watch the Bulls run; that was okay with her...we were ready to leave about 7:30. When in spain do as the spainards do. we now have seven minutes....police are in front of a crowd of men singing a song with arms and fists swaying to the words of the song. fireworks, cameras...bulls let loose 10 or 12. bulls are oblivious, people get trampled by the people; three people knocked down by horns, one man trapped under the bulls´legs when the bull turned and purposely trapping him with all four legs - the man is probably hurt - the bull looked like he might´ve been stepping on him (purposely) as he turned. other people who were running with the bulls turned back to distract the bull so the man could free himself. this worked as the bull started running forward again while the man crawled off to the side. later that day we heard he might´ve been hurt seriously, don´t really know for sure. what crazy people. going on to the next day...stay tuned AZ
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Hello there little miss storyteller.... sounds like you two have been pushing yourselves very hard and I am glad you have moments of hysterics to help lighten your load. So far, I think my most favoritestest story has something to do with climbing STRAIGHT UP (VERTICAL and the steepest climb which was not technically part of the Camino according to Nicole) to the TOP of yet another mountain to find lovely buildings (utility or water etc) not the wonderful little area your friends directed you to... or maybe yet.... the one where you two Gilmores were screaming at the top of your lungs (one of my personal favotite things to do when I too think no one is able to hear) while you were SO close to town... oh wait..... no maybe it was, "help, I've fallen and I can't get up because I am vertical dancing with my daypack" .... no maybe it was the hysterial laugh attack from Nicole at midnight, when I could also hear you giggling, no ROARING WITH LAUGHTER, in the background mutterig something about a payphone and a coke machine in the middle of nowhere, a field I think. I wonder, are you two so delirous from walking or are you NOT having coke of hot chocolates at the bar but just getting a bit loose or loaded? Seriously, who really puts payphones and coke machines in the middle of a pasture hmmmm??? You two have had way TOO much fun together, I am so jealous. I get to stay here and toil away, lifting the bails, toting the barges and all the while you two are just strolling through the green flowerly winding slopes of Spain.... You know I am missing you and glad you are getting closer, you better, it could mean some real damage to your psyche if you don't get there soon because I am not sure what you two will imagine in the middle of the next big empty field! Rest and refresh for your next day's journey and yes LIFE IS GOOD MISSY! Love, Cindy xoxoxoox :)
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