w3bscribingCamino Notes | Day 17.5
(Yesterday in) Zamora. It was a windy walk from El Cubo de la Tierra del Vino, and while I thanked my lucky clouds for not raining down with glee, the wind blew with all its Sunday strength to enthusiastically usher in the new week with 80KM howls and bursts. I was doing the walking, but the win...
w3bscribingNotes on Walking | Day 5
Vilafranca de los Barros. Today's walk was smooth and strangely relaxing even though the journey was over 20 kilometres. I made a conscious effort to stroll in my pace and not march to the destination in a frantic manner of 'I need to get there as soon as possible'. The weather was cloudy with ...
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w3bscribingCamino Notes | Day 17.5
(Yesterday in) Zamora. It was a windy walk from El Cubo de la Tierra del Vino, and while I thanked my lucky clouds for not raining down with glee, the wind blew with all its Sunday strength to enthusiastically usher in the new week with 80KM howls and bursts. I was doing the walking, but the win...
w3bscribingNotes on Walking | Day 5
Vilafranca de los Barros. Today's walk was smooth and strangely relaxing even though the journey was over 20 kilometres. I made a conscious effort to stroll in my pace and not march to the destination in a frantic manner of 'I need to get there as soon as possible'. The weather was cloudy with ...
w3bscribingCaminos Notes | 19.5
Shift in Gears; Change in Direction
web3 poems, prose and other crypto musings
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NB: This was written early in the morning before I set out today; seems I did not publish as I thought I did. Here it is.
(Back in) El Cubo de la Tierra del Vino.
I am just about to set off to Zamora, and the sound of the sleepless wind outside reminded me to catch up with these posts before sacrificing the indoor warmth for outdoor walks.
Yesterday's camino from Salamanca was strangely lethargic and drawn out. My felt my pace dragging with every step - perhaps having to do with my excessive consumption of bread these days - and taking more breaks than needed to sit and semi-sleep.
If you ask me, I think my body was staging a private revolt after travelling 50KM and being given less than 8hrs of sleep.
As I was about 1KM outside of El Cubo', the rain began in earnest, and I wryly laughed at my predicament; maybe my head was eager for a shower and slowed down my legs and feet - all the while summoning the rain to fall.
The moment I got into the hostel, I slipped into bed and knocked out - even opting-out of buying some things for the journey tomorrow. Sleep at this point seems to be the only real resource I need to keep me going (with Water and Food of course, but my stomach isn't staging any revolts as of yet).
...Seems the wind got quiet just now; I better set off before it wakes with the rising sun...
Photos: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ZBMqBp5-X-c9St6meA5-hlNfrr1tK2Nw
NB: This was written early in the morning before I set out today; seems I did not publish as I thought I did. Here it is.
(Back in) El Cubo de la Tierra del Vino.
I am just about to set off to Zamora, and the sound of the sleepless wind outside reminded me to catch up with these posts before sacrificing the indoor warmth for outdoor walks.
Yesterday's camino from Salamanca was strangely lethargic and drawn out. My felt my pace dragging with every step - perhaps having to do with my excessive consumption of bread these days - and taking more breaks than needed to sit and semi-sleep.
If you ask me, I think my body was staging a private revolt after travelling 50KM and being given less than 8hrs of sleep.
As I was about 1KM outside of El Cubo', the rain began in earnest, and I wryly laughed at my predicament; maybe my head was eager for a shower and slowed down my legs and feet - all the while summoning the rain to fall.
The moment I got into the hostel, I slipped into bed and knocked out - even opting-out of buying some things for the journey tomorrow. Sleep at this point seems to be the only real resource I need to keep me going (with Water and Food of course, but my stomach isn't staging any revolts as of yet).
...Seems the wind got quiet just now; I better set off before it wakes with the rising sun...
Photos: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ZBMqBp5-X-c9St6meA5-hlNfrr1tK2Nw
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