Lessons I learned from my body - Part 1 The Backstory
I was sitting at a table for one outside of a restaurant along the pier in Fisterra. It was a beautiful, mild midsummer evening. The town was bustling at peak Camino and tourist season so it was perfect for people-watching. I had finished walking the Camino Francés from Saint Jean Pied de Port, France, and had made my way to Fisterra through Muxia by way of the Camino on foot. I had reached another turning point in my Camino where everyone I had met along the way had already gone home. So, it was very unexpected to see a woman in normal clothes walking towards me at a brisk pace with her hands waving in the air. She came up to me with her friend by her side and said, “Oh my goodness, you’re the girl with the knee! I had wondered if you were able to finish.” I am terrible with names, but better with faces. For the life of me, I could not understand why I could not place her. Her friend who was with her also did not look familiar. We chatted for a bit before she had to go and catch her b