Burgos

Lots of Camino drama today. Had to have dinner with the Australian and drinks with the German because they are not getting along and didn’t want to eat with one another. We all walked separately to Burgos but each of them texted me to meet up somewhere in town. Thought I had played it correctly by lining up dinner early with Andrew from Adelaide and a glass of vino tinto later with Martina from Hamburg but we turned a corner on our way to the restaurant and there she was coming back from the laundromat. She was not happy. It’s so odd to me to have this kind of energy on the Camino. Martina wants the kind of camaraderie that the Camino is known for but she keeps insulting other pilgrims. First it was Ted from Canada who she called a “shark” because he was only out for himself, then she told Denise from Tasmania that she talked too much while hiking and it was causing her to go too slow (to be fair, Denise does talk a lot). Then she picked a fight with Andrew when they were sharing a room because his stuff took up too much space in the room. He told her he never had that problem when he shared with me. “I’m not Dominick,” she told him. It has not been easy but I like them all, including poor Martina who can’t get out of her own way. I was immune to her criticism — well, really I just laughed it off because she’s so damn cute with her German accent — but yesterday she was mad at me because I took an alternate route to Burgos because my hotel was on a different path. They say everyone walks their own Camino.Read more