My hair is an issue. It’s long and when I’m in a dry place like Montana, it’s straight with a bit of wave.
Then I enter a humid region and all of a sudden, it’s thick and full of curls. I wish my mom had noticed this when I was young and getting home perms. Instead of sitting my hair rolled in curlers with stinky solution dripping down my head, all she needed to do was put me in a humid region and I’d have curly hair. There have been days where I felt like Monica in an episode of Friends where they visited the Caribbean and she looked like she had an Afro. I’m not quite there yet, but if my hair was shorter, I can see it happening. I know that the Camino isn’t a beauty contest but there are days where I’d like to tell the Albergue host that I don’t normally look this way — sweaty, red faced from the heat, and sporting crazy hair. I’ve wondered if I should show them a picture of how I normally look so they aren’t so scared or concerned when I walk through the door. But then again, when they see me, I usually get the bottom bunk. They must feel sorry for me. A few days ago, I saw a young Korean woman using a blow dryer to do her hair. I guess she didn’t get the memo on the whole “not a beauty contest” thing. To me, a blow dryer is on the non-essential list. But for her, she couldn’t leave home with out it. I saw her later one day, after a full day of walking and her hair looked perfect. Must have been because of the hair dryer. Point taken. So, I’m adjusting to my new head of hair, curls and all. I might miss it when I get home. Notes on Days 4 and 5 Day 4 - Colombres to Llanes Day 4 for some reason was rather difficult and I don’t understand why. It was a shorter walking day but it ended up being a painful one. My legs and feet were killing me and I developed a blister on one of my toes. Good thing I have Compeed. Despite this, the views along the coast were stunning and it was a lovely day for walking. The end of the day was spent massaging my legs and feet. I use my trekking poles to help rub the muscles and it works well. Stretching is also key, I’m finding out. I don’t stretch as often as I should at home but here it’s becoming a lifesaver and a daily ritual. Day 5 - Llanes to Ribadesella Day 5 started better — less pain in my legs and feet (hallelujah!) but I walked for 3 hours before finding a cafe to stop at. All the towns I walked through were closed — no one in the houses, not a soul around. It was almost like being on the Walking Dead. Is there anyone around? Am I the only human left? I know I haven’t been keeping up the news but I thought I’d hear about an apocalypse. At least there were a couple of other pilgrims around, so I knew I wasn’t crazy. But today, I had to say goodbye to a couple of new friends, which was sad in a way. At this point, we’re off in different directions. One is going home. One is finishing the Norte and I’m jumping ahead so I can get to Oviedo by Saturday. Such is life on the Camino.
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About Marcy I wear many hats. First, I'm a wife to an amazing husband, Joe. Second, I'm a mom to 2 incredible kids, Caitlynn and Miles. Professionally speaking, I am a chef, dietitian, and writer working as an instructor in Hospitality Management at Montana State University in Bozeman. Photos: See InstagramMarcy's other Site |