Thursday, June 29, 2006

Brazilian Wax Rochester

: Santirene - SANTIAGO


28/06/2006 - 775Km paths!
It 's done! at 14:10 we arrived in dell'Obradorio square in front of the imposing facade of the Cathedral.
Oriano writes:
does not seem true. I started with a lot of will, but also with many doubts and fears of being unable to get to the bottom and are now at the center of the square dell'Obradorio, and the cathedral is in front of me, with its Baroque facade, its steeples, Its scales seem to cross each other. I realize that it's all true, and that after thirty days, 775 km of road, crossing the Pyrenees, the land of bread and wine of Rioja, the highlands of Burgos and Leon, Galicia and the green Mesetas the hours are right here in front of the Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela. The end (or beginning?) Of my journey.
not going to write another Blog of what I felt and heard today, is my personal page too that I could not knock in any way. Just inside of me I can find words that can describe the multitude of emotions that overwhelm me. It 's the most beautiful page, the one I wanted so much, is the page of my journey.
I still thank all those who have followed this adventure, blog and Gazzettino and who supported us in all these 35 days of walking.
thank in particular:
- Tony's friend with whom I shared every inch of this long march.
- my feet and my legs that brought me up here.
- my shoulders and my back who have supported the weight of the backpack (my home for 35 days).
- my hands and arms with the ticking of the rackets have eased the fatigue in the legs and shoulders.
- my mind that even in hard times has not succumbed to the temptation to drop everything.
- my wife Gianna that he held me and comforted each day (thanks ... Vodafone)
- and finally those who are above us all that protected me and guided to your destination.
I brought with me a thought for all those who have asked me and all people near and dear to me.
Antonio writes
In our arrival at the Roncesvalles and 25.05.2006 'was a dive in the magic' that the place inspires.
Aside from the collegiate environment, austere and imposing, apart from the striking and unusual ceremony of the blessing of the pilgrims, and apart from the tension of the early days for the news' and the excitement of travel and unknowns to be overcome, I can say now that we have come his way and emotion and 'great that this gave us the opportunity to meet many wonderful people .. Of these, however, 'both particularly remember' cause, like a meteor falling to earth, have left traces of their passage in me.
I am referring to the Chilean Gustavo (perhaps already 'mentioned by me or Oriano) Jose'lo and English.
Gustavo, eccentric man, collegiate, and with a distinct way of Latin, but permeated his every gesture of a rich humanity 'offer, as I said, so collegiate.
A smile, a joke, a help to all newcomers, this seemed to be his motto.
for us and our pleasure, until the opening of the hostel, took us on a river for a healthy foot bath and kept us happy until the evening by passing the stanchezzeRicordo however, with sadness but with great affection, Jose ', we just had dinner with him, but quickly told us the story of his life and the profound reasons for his journey.
Party from Rome to receive all the pardons could be granted in order to get pardon as the cure of her daughter suffers from multiple sclerosis. This
and 'without faith and without it, but with the only certainty the final result, how I envy him!
When I asked how he could be helped, said "with a prayer, in Santiago ask me and they'll tell you that I have known and prayed for me," I write now
these thoughts, because in my heart I was hoping to see these people .
Along the way I've known too many still full of humanity 'and would not take offense if you do not quote, but these two hours that I have come to believe even the most' representative of the way, a bit 'the two extremes.
Today I arrived, and still bowling as they say, I realize that the aura and magic 'in me and I feel less and muffled in this general context of what' that surrounds me.
Many pilgrims are part of the way in the last km (seems to me) with a little spirit 'is a weekend without sacrifices, but to walk' with the help of a motorized vehicle, car, camper, bus, taxi, not a life for me pilgrim, did not share emotions and pain in the early stages, have not had time to take off the veneer of superficiality 'and provided that the Company' and requires that at least in my opinion is lost after 10 days of walking experience. Virtually
have not yet looked into and are not ready to hear themselves first and then the other, the rush, the burn stage, the work for them and 'still a legacy of daily life.
On the way there 'who seeks answers to the great themes of life: Who am I? where I come from? 'cause I exist? what I do and what I've done for others? I
by the time I found only confirms to the Free 'welfare that I got from this trip, free sun, nature, landscape, and the smile cordialita'delle the people I met (see photo's smile Michael and Barbara, our angels of the final stage), free life that I have received and which has given me the health to undertake this journey, free support of my family who supported me so that 'I could reach this goal, free the participation of all the friends and free the company and support of my travel companion.

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