So four days after my last final of my sophomore year at Baylor, and I find myself laying in bed in a tiny town in northern Spain. It took a plane, a bus, and two days of walking to get here, but here I am. Looking back over the short distance I have come, and looking forward to the road I have left to cover, here are my thoughts:
1) I wish I could have been a part of of this from the beginning, to have started in France, but I know that this is the time on the Camino that I have been given and I will walk what I can.
2) it is oddly familiar to be in Europe again, very similar in culture to much of Western Europe (and even Romania in many ways). The one major difference is that I am used to being in a foreign country where I know the language, and this is definitely not the case here in Spain. I am happily reminded of the days abroad where communication is not taken for granted.
3) I am enjoying the time spent walking with my family (sans mom for now) and seeing the beautiful countryside of Spain. Obviously the other pictures on this blog show more of that, but it is really neat nonetheless to experience it for myself. It is also encouraging to get a taste for how it is to walk for miles and just get to relax. To take a step back from the frenzied environment of finals and packing up that I just left, and will soon be returning to.
4) so that leads to my last reflection: I pray that the next 10 or so days on the Camino are able to change me. That God is able to use this time to remind of simple truths and give me insight into where I am walking. Lastly I hope to be able to enjoy this opportunity to walk along The Way to Santiago
Daniel
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