Well, actually I did take the train for the final fifth of the pilgrimage! The path had been all but obliterated by heavy snowfall and torrential flooding as I neared Galicia. The day before I took the train I walked 20km along very slippery and slushy by-roads, which was hard-going. There were absolutely no other walkers, and hardly any vehicles either. Except for a police car which stopped right next to me. The occupants looked at me incredulously, and asked where I came from and if I was OK. I said I was fine, and came from England. They smiled to themselves, as if that explained the madness, and drove on (after I'd refused their offer of a lift).
Funny, funny! Good to know that other walkers have experienced moments of despair. I bet you soldiered on without taking the train.
ReplyDeleteWell, actually I did take the train for the final fifth of the pilgrimage! The path had been all but obliterated by heavy snowfall and torrential flooding as I neared Galicia. The day before I took the train I walked 20km along very slippery and slushy by-roads, which was hard-going. There were absolutely no other walkers, and hardly any vehicles either. Except for a police car which stopped right next to me. The occupants looked at me incredulously, and asked where I came from and if I was OK. I said I was fine, and came from England. They smiled to themselves, as if that explained the madness, and drove on (after I'd refused their offer of a lift).
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