Day 13: Burgos - Astorga (by train)

Day in one word: rest

I can already tell I'm not going to be one of those people who finishes the Camino and says things like, "Let's walk everywhere all the time. Five miles? Bah! Car? Who needs one!" No, no. I quite relished watching the landscape slip by and not having to lift my feet an inch to make it happen. Trains are wonderful inventions.

It was a very uneventful morning as I spent most of it idling at the train station. I did meet Shawn and Marsha from Hawaii, potentially only the second believers on this trip. It was fun to talk about Oahu with them. The Meseta, which is the flat, boring part I'm skipping for the sake of time, really looked flat and boring, though I'm sure there would have been some lovely albergues and people along the way.

I've felt lazy most of the day since I sat and ate and not much else. But I had to remind myself that rest is good for the body, soul, and mind. I almost finished a book and worked on more of Colossians. The highlight was having good enough Internet for Skype with the parents, and now I'm cooking my own dinner before an early night. (Last night in Burgos was apparently a firework-worthy holiday, and from 11:30 until midnight, it sounded as if Thor was playing whack-a-mole on the roof of our albergue.)