Yesterday Luis, the fast fading father of current boss of the albergue, asked if I was staying ... and perhaps we could run things together when Lola, her mum and daughter, take their week off at the end of the month ... a family power struggle as things change from the glory days of ten years ago ... I am itching to move, so not an option anyway ... nice compliment though ... still tuned in to the pilgrim life ... Lola adamant about closure. .. wresting control ... happy for me to walk up the Picos and pick up the post on 7th November .... let's see ... more likely push on over to Astorga ....
Just under a week here and everyone so friendly ... happy to have been here ... content to let it go ... some lessons learnt ... pilgrim life perceived from another side ... and, like Groundhog Day, wandering along the beach, then back to the hostel with rucksack, albeit lighter, as if coming into town fresh each day ...
Warm farewell from lovely Lola last night ... and invite to return sometime .... this morning pilgrim porridge again, with Karina up to help, incoming hospitalero Remi being more of an evening person ... anyway, breakfast and checkout can run self-service ... these days have been a bonus for pilgrims and the porridge loving temporary hospitalero ... one week in the role, now onwards and upwards to the mountains!
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