For a travel professional I sure have plenty of travel anxiety. All day, packing, re packing, organizing, vaccuming, pacing. Once at the airport I enter the Cone of Travel… Reckless in duty-free and hungry for strange things at the bar, like buffalo wings.
The last months I have done some odd training for this dream of mine. First I asked my friend Beth to do my walking for me which she gladly accommodated. But then I realized I had to get serious about training my own body. And do I adopted the pilgrim mentality and began my serious walking. But I’m sure I’m not ‘prepared’.the entire 100KM will have to be one step at a time.
Here now at the boston airport, in true pilgrim spirit, I’ve begun making friends and small personal connections with strangers. It’s something I often do in my normal life, but right now it has a deeper feel to it.
About to board. On to the magical wonders of the Camino de Santiago!!