I’m continuing to enjoy the rain-free weather and hiking above the clouds. It’s mesmerizing to stand high on a hillside, looking down at a valley fully engulfed in a drifting river of white. It reminds me of German Romanticism, in particular the 1818 painting by Caspar David Friedrich – Wanderer Above the Mist.
Hiking to the top of a mountain for the sheer enjoyment of it was a new thing in the early 19th century. Standing above the clouds myself, I think of how worthwhile today’s hike, indeed the entire Camino adventure as a whole, has been for me. Here, I am at peace.
I unceremoniously walked across the border from Asturias into Galicia, marked with a small sign and a line of pebbles across the path.
After walking, I spent my time doing what brings the greatest joy to many people on the Camino – hanging out with other pilgrims, new friends from different cultures, here with a shared purpose.
