We gave ourselves a rest day on Day 9 of walking the Camino del Norte. Our bodies just needed it. We honestly thought we would go to the beach and splash around in the water, but we couldn’t be bothered to do anything but lounge around and drink sangria. That’s what you call a rest day!
I took the time to catch up on a few things, including making a video about my new, intensive foot care routine:
With a day off and no ambition to move, we also caught up on our “chores”. We planned the next three stages, sent postcards to our family, and washed every piece of clothing in our backpacks.
We also had time for a little reflecting.
For me, the first nine days on the Camino de Santiago brought with them a major decision. Northwestern Hospital, where my partner died of cancer the previous June, needed to either move his sperm to longterm storage or destroy it.
There is something about the simplicity of walking The Way and simply listening to the muted footsteps, the clicking of walking sticks, and the rhythm of your own breath that clears the mind and makes it easier to make really difficult decisions.
I made the decision to move forward both literally and metaphorically. I decided not to have my partner’s child.
It would be the first of many major decisions that I would make on the Camino de Santiago. (I wrote about this decision extensively on my Medium page.)
No map updates on Day 9, since we didn’t move. Or even think about moving.
Stage Miles: 0
Actual Miles Walked: 0.5
Bus forward Miles: 0
Total Miles Walked So Far: Still 100(!!)