Day 28 Arzua to O Pedrouzo
Last day before reaching Santiago! I am so emotional today again and I image it will be even "worst" tomorrow. When i woke up this morning i thought i can't do another day and i will just walk all the way to Santiago today. I left the albergue quite late 8.30 and around 10 i stopped for a coffee. I was about to leave when i bumped into Szabina and Peti the Hungarian couple i met two days ago. We had a great chat but before i realized it was almost 12 and i still had 13 km ahead of me 33 if i want to do Santiago so i decided instead to take a walk on memory lane. Since the last 100km started there are signs which marks every 0.5 km you had done and it counts down till Santiago. As i was anxiously walking i remembered one of my favorite childhood memory. My parents took us to Budapest every few months which meant loads of theater, circus, McDonald's and amazing fun with our cousins. This one time particularly my brother and i were so excited that we started to count down loudly from like 50 km 50...49... my parents started to laugh and they thought we would stop but we didn't. from 30 we went crazy jumping in our seats and my dad started to speed up and we burst out all laughing. it was such an amazing moment which i will never forget.Than i remembered when i started to count down from 30 when i came home after being away for 1 year in the States. I haven't seen my family and friends for a year and i remember i was so scared to come home after being away for so long. Than i remembered that 40 days before Joe and I got married i started a count down in the office. it was so much fun and such an exciting time. Now I have been counting down from 777 km from SJPDP to Santiago. only 4 short hr until i reach Santiago tomorrow and I cant believe its over. I was sure i can do it but deep inside i was fighting every day with what ifs. What if i cant do it? What if i get injured?What if i give up? What if i cant take the pain anymore physically and/or mentally? this road had ups and downs for me. There were days when i just cried then the next day i laughed so much like never before. there were days when i just walked up on a hill and days which i spent coming down from them. Days when i had dinner with amazing people and days when i had no one to talk with and had dinner alone. i never felt so loved yet so lonely sometimes. i never felt this much pain and never been this strong at the same time. i never been this proud yet so fragile. i never felt more alive.this road has given me so much and now its almost over. i cant wait but I'm also sad. i often wondered how different it would have been if i would have Joe here or my parents or my amazing friends? i think it would have been a completely different but this was my journey now and i know i had to do it alone. Still i knew i " never walked alone" i felt all the love from msgs, comment, e-mails from the little notes from my girls which all made me laugh and cry at the same time. i knew exactly how many of you followed my journey and i am so grateful for that. only 20 km to complete my numb 1 thing from my bucket list. up until this afternoon i felt this was great but i would never do it again then i heard a song and every single little memory came back from the last 28 days. so who knows... maybe this is only the beginning ;-)
Love,
Viki