Day 6 walk to Cizu Menor
My Camino shell attached to my back pack to show that I am a pilgrim,said by goodbyes and shared best wishes to my new friends and i had plenty of hugs in return.Left the Jesus Y Mary Albergue while my new friends got ready for their next long walk. This is where my Camino ends, I do not want it to end, I want to follow the sea of humanity, but I have commitments back home. I called in the pilgrim cafe for an orange juice, coffee and toast. It was raining as I made my way to Cizu Menor. It was cold and I felt very sad. Reached Cizu Menor retraced my steps back through the Collage then asked for directions to Pamplona Train Station. I need to find overnight accommodation near the station. I will be leaving early in the morning for Barcelona. I stopped a bus driver who gave me directions either he was wrong or I misunderstood him because it took me two hours walking before I found the train station. No accommodation was available reason being, it was a socialist bank holiday in Spain. I stood outside a large housing estate feeling cold tired, scared and I was lost and had nowhere to stay.
I saw a young Spanish woman and asked her for directions to the old part of Pamplona. She saw my distress and showed compassion. The woman I had never met before offered to put me up for the night in her apartment. This touched me deeply and I was humbled. I thanked her for the offer but declined. She gave me directions to the old part of Pamplona. I was 10 minutes away from there but when you are lost and alone and do not speak the language you might as well be in the middle of the Gobi desert. This woman was an angel on earth, we hugged and said adios. I remember there was an Albergue called municipal Casa Paderborn, that was situated by the river. I made my way despite being cold my heart was warmed by the Spanish lady’s humanity. There was queue waiting to book in. This was where I met Antonio we got on very well he was a photographer.The albergue was German owned and the people who ran this beautiful house were all volunteers. Ursula and Franz were lovely.I shared my room with Antonio from Canada, Peter and Chris from Germany and Julie from Gloucester, England. When I was lost. I thought there was a reason why. I looked upon experiences as a teacher and what could I learn from the experience. When I met Antonio, Ben, Chris and Julie I felt very comfortable and I knew I was meant to meet these wonderful, honest people. I wished I had met them at the beginning of my pilgrim. They invited me out because it was my last night. We had a pilgrim meal at the Cafeteria Palace, where we were waited on by Julio he was amazing character. We had 7 starters and 7 main courses to choose from plus dessert, bread, water and wine all for 9,95 Euros. We all had a great time and I will always treasure the memory. We all made our way back. Teeth brushed, after much giggling, heads down,then fast asleep. Woke to a lovely breakfast after breakfast Ben from Germany took me outside and asked me to pick a stone, which I did. He then asked me why I did part of the Camino and what did I want to get rid off inside of me. I told him what I wanted to get rid off. He turned to me and said “I will place this stone for you at Santiago”. We hugged, I had several hugs that morning.Some people you forget Peter and Antonio I will remember for ever. Made my way to Pamplona train Station and my four-hour journey to Barcelona. Where I shared my train ride with a wonderful gentleman named Inaki we talked and discussed many topics and subjects. He is a climber of mountains. I am a walker of paths. He touched my mind and I liked that. We are now corresponding friends.