Stage 30 Vilabla to Baamonde

The day starts beautifully, Monika sends me a photo of little Annabelle with a morning greeting ----- wonderful, family!

Today is a slightly shorter stage, which I use for a leisurely breakfast. Then I send birthday wishes to 2 birthday children and start pondering..............

Not only with the birthday greetings, but also with other occasions in the past few days, I recommend my travel blog, out of conviction, or ......?

The more I think about it, the more I ask myself: 'Conviction or advertisement?', but why?....... Some time ago, when I saw that there is a ranking of the best reports on the provider's travel blog, I took note of it amused. When I looked into it again after a few days on my tour - not by chance - and found myself in the list, I am triggered. Meanwhile, I am leading the ranking and catch myself hurrying to search for motives, not for friends and family, no, not to slide down. ----- What is the blog doing to me right now? -------- No photos today, only the screenshot of Annabelle, that's my spontaneous reaction.

Moritz joins me and we hike together all morning, fitting in with these thoughts. And what other thoughts, the exchange with Moritz is fantastic and we talk about many things that have occupied us in the past, that are important to us now, and that we are uncertain about for the future. We have only known each other for a very short time and tell each other very private things and wishes, that's also what makes the Camino in my opinion. And just like a few days ago with George, the Dutchman, I feel that it is really good for both of us, that is, I know that about myself and I hope very much that it is true for him too ----- Thank you Moritz!

Unexpectedly, we come across a café that is open; the forecast for today was 'no civilization' until the finish line. We have our coffee, but then continue separately.

I feel - again - good / 'organized' and the desire to take photos is back, connected with the thought: 'Be careful for whom you are doing this.' and the certainty that ambition is an essential part of my character and my realization that this is not inherently bad, but that the measure should be put to the test from time to time.

In the afternoon, after checking in at the hostel, I sit outside in the sun in front of a café, right by the roundabout in the small town, and watch the vehicles coming from one direction and continuing in another ----- inner peace has returned, the passion for photography is back, and the longing for home has increased even more.

Oh yes, two more things; the pilgrim community sticks together. I actually left a t-shirt in the hostel this morning, but one notices it, gives it to the other, and then back to me ----- Thank you Elvira.

And secondly, today's hostel has an interesting architecture, but it is sparsely furnished, no room doors, no blanket for the night, hopefully the heating works.