This morning, we first took the ferry across the border to Spain. It was a very interesting trip, after a short time, we couldn't see the mainland anymore. It felt very illegal, seven people on a motorboat, just trusting that someone is bringing us to the other side.
Once we arrived in Spain, we first walked a bit through the forest and then continued along the road. The view of the sea was beautiful, but the road was killing me. It was hot, and you were walking on tarmac in the blazing sun the whole time.
Not every path is the way I want it to be.
Some are hard and unpleasant to walk.
But it's precisely these paths that have taught me to appreciate others more. I've started to focus on other little things and discover the beautiful side.
After 20 kilometers, I wanted to stop because I'd been having problems with my ankles all day. The hostel was already full, so I asked if I could sleep on my mat in the kitchen. That wasn't possible, he offered me a single room for 20 euros instead. That was too much for me. Besides, it wasn't a place I wanted to stay it wasn't there for the people.
I then walked another 10 kilometers very slowly until I found a place to sleep outside. I was able to join them at the table at home for dinner via phone. It was a very nice and intense day.Læs mere
31. maj–1. jun. 2025, Spanien ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C