Back in Liverpool again. I was met at the train station by my lovely Aunties Susie and Angela and it was soooo lovely to see them. Susie, Terry and I shared a bottle of bubbly (my second glass of the day) and we had a delicious dinner. I put my washing in and put on some clothes I had left here and realizeed how much weight I must have lost. This is all good, but I am no longer walking 25km a day! Maybe my cousin Mel will take me to the gym with her every day while I'm here.
I know this transition is going to be difficult. The simplicity of life on the Camino is over and I find myself thinking about other things again. The trick is to keep reminding myself of the things learned there that I want to retain and hope that people can cope with the changes in me. I miss very much the people I met and became so close with in such intense and unusual circumstances. I am in touch with a few and look forward to seeing Arlene and hopefully Lewis in Bristol soon.
I thoroughly enjoyed my time in Santiago. I couldn't stop gazing at the magnificent cathedral and found myself drawn back to the chuch square again and again, gazing up at it's grand stature, smiling as new batches of pilgrims made their emotional entrance into the square. Perhaps I felt a spiritual connection, knowing that so many pilgrims over so many centuries had come to this very place after a long and incredible journey. It's a feeling I hope I never forget.
So now I will begin researching the possibilities that lie before me.
Keep reading...... I will keep writing.
