Am I crazy?

In 6 days time I’m leaving for what is sure to be the adventure of a lifetime. My bags are packed aside from the collapsible water bottle and earplugs that were of course a last minute purchase.
 I’m 99 percent sure there is something I’m forgetting, I’m pretty notorious at forgetting something important.. pajamas, a toothbrush, the charger for my watch. Thank god this isn’t a wilderness backpacking trip because I’d be screwed. 

My backpack is roughly 17 pounds which I’m hoping is light enough to not cause me any problems because while I’ve known about this trip for the last 6 months the only time I actually wore my backpack was to clean the house when I was isolating at home with covid, go me! 

I’ve always wanted to travel the world. I’d been planning a trip to visit family in Paris back in ‘04 but then Aiden came along and all those dreams were put on hold for the time being. Back in late 2019 my friend Angie and I were discussing my 2004 Paris plans. She essentially told me to stop giving myself excuses and start planning. After some procrastination and a handful of conversations  I finally got my ish together enough to get a passport and Angie and I had started planning that trip to Paris for spring break 2020 and then bam covid happened. Ang had me stop her Meal Train and our every other Friday visits and Paris planning stopped happening altogether. I always figured that Angie and I would still make it to Paris when it was safe but unfortunately Angie’s health declined and she passed away in July of last year. 

When my friend Crystal suggested walking the Camino I laughed at the idea. I have not been out of the country aside from Canada when I was like 8 (?) and I’m the kind of person that is so anxious arriving to a bar, restaurant, movie etc. that I normally don’t even get out of the car until I know the person I’m meeting is already there waiting for me and yet now I’m going to walk 170+ miles across two countries solo!? This is so far out of my comfort zone that even being 6 days out I’m not entirely sure what I am thinking. There’s definitely a multitude of emotions going on at all times. I’m hoping I enjoy it enough to want to take similar ventures, after all the amount of money I have given REI and Amazon to even be remotely prepared for this trip is a bit ridiculous. 

I’m not entirely sure what I’m hoping to get out of this. Maybe along the way something will click and life will make just that much more sense. One thing that I do know, is Angie is glad I’m finally using that passport to follow my dreams.

I may blog the journey if wifi allows. If not I found some skinny journals that don’t take up much room to shove in my bag and I’ll update this when I return.

Send good thoughts of staying fully hydrated.. it’s going to be in the mid 80’s 😬

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