Emmy B
Bio
I write some of my truths, and use words to weave stories and ideas together. Writing is a passion and an outlet for me and I hope to inspire, challenge, or simply be a reflection of others's experiences - to make people feel seen!
Stories (27/0)
Camino love
I had been walking for 37 kilometres that day. Grime covered, hair tied in knots, when I arrived at the hostel in Santo Domingo de Calzada. I remember looking around and being the dirtiest one there, but I was proud. 37 kilometres is madness - who walks that in a day? I do! My legs were weak, my face slightly red from the sun. I had put on a very unflattering cap to shield myself, and now I felt the need to remove it, sure I would look less dishevelled with it off. The room was bright and big, almost clinical. It was one of the hostels run by nuns, and the rules were just as strict. Lights off at 10, lights on at 730, and at 8 you had to be out - such was the life of a Compostela pilgrim. I loved it.
By Emmy B2 months ago in Confessions
