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50 Ways to Dump Your Camino Buddy

April 21, 2013, Day 22, Carrion de los Condes to Ledigos (23 km)

Outer Journey

Straight, flat passage through the Meseta!

Inner Journey

I woke up in a slightly better mood.  17 kilometers of no towns and straight passage can walk off any bad mood. For most of the day, Edgar and I don’t talk.  We walk in sillence.  I still don’t feel like talking.  We are getting slightly sick of each other’s “habits”.  Actually, I would like to pummel him with my walking stick so instead I am quiet andreflect on where I can release judgement and intolerence.  I mean what is the big deal about drinking beer for breakfast and turning on the light in the middle of t he night to rummage through your sack to have a beer?  I mean no big deal, right?

After an hour and a half of walking, I am slightly more open to Edgar. And I felt a weight lift when I ran into tow Camino friends from Sweden at a rest stop.  They two have been in a foul mood for two days.  It was sort of comforting to here.  Maybe it was the moon or The Camino.  Actually, The Camino was sympathetic today.  The weather is mild.  There is no wind and the skies are sunny.  The birds are plentiful and The Camino continually shows the diversity of the winged creatures in their color and song.

But Edgar is beginning to feel like a burden.  And I am  not sure what to dod about it.  I feel restricted and stuck.  It is as though I am carrying extra weight in my pack.  Most people understand Camino etiquette and it is easy to separate.  All you really ned to do is change your walking pace or simply say, “hey, I’d like to walk alone a little”.  But with Edgar it is different.  He doesn’t take hints and seems determined to walk with me.  I know I need to leave him but how.  I am beginning to scheme…I am open to suggestions.  This is what I have so far:

1.  Sleep with all my clothes on and gear packed and slip out of the Albergue at 4 am.

2.  Tie Edgar to his bed.

3.  Pretend I twisted my ankle and can’t walk.

4.  Be bitchy so he doesn’t want to walk with me.

Buen Camino!




  1. Farion

    May 14, 2013 - 3:49 pm

    What about the direct approach? Actually just telling him you need to walk by yourself from now on. And if he is still resistant, saying, no, really, I mean what I am saying.

  2. Lida

    May 14, 2013 - 3:59 pm

    I recall you speaking of embodying the Sovereign Woman to me. She is there with you and was so part of your going to the Camino. Remember the conversation yo had with the caterpillar? Stand strong in who you are and what you want. Speak your truth. You can be kind. Take the teaching and learning from Edgar and celebrate your magnificent journey so far! I love you.

  3. Lida

    May 14, 2013 - 4:06 pm

    Quick question – are you still on track for returning when you thought? Missing you like crazy. I send you energy and love every day, and when I ride my bike miles and miles, think of you walking miles and miles. Love, L.

  4. Maggie

    May 14, 2013 - 5:21 pm

    A dear friend once asked me what I had been “praying” for. She said I could substitute what had I been intending, hoping for, dreaming of, creating, etc. Speaking with the sassiness, charm (and sovereignty) that a black woman from St. Thomas living in Harlem can do – she asked, what had I be praying for?
    This pissed me off, I just wanted an answer. (And a break, damn it.)
    When I asked in my equally, So.Cal. white girl attitude why she was insisting on THIS question. What was THE point?
    She answered simply, because your prayers have been answered.
    Then she was silent, waiting for me to remember what inquiry (quest) I had given myself.
    My dearest one, the gods must have been giggling when they sent you an Edgar especially, at this particular moment, on your journey.
    Your prayers were answered. Can you hear my sassy tone when I say, You go girl!!!
    With a deep bow to YOU my sovereign friend,

  5. janeva S

    May 19, 2013 - 8:04 pm

    Give him a bile smile.
    Axle grease for an easy release.
    Please don’t dally, Alie.
    Just get yourself free!

    I’m sure any way you do it will be right.

    • Alison McLean

      May 20, 2013 - 12:30 am

      Ha! Love it! Laughed so hard! I making up lyrics along while walking.

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