092509 Day Twelve

Location: Arcahueja, right before Leon.
Date: 09/26/09, 12:59 PM

Supplies:
8 pieces of Dentyne Ice -pressure is on. may have to start recycling gum. 2 days per piece. I can do it.
0 floss -this may interfer with fresh breath goal. need to replenish asap.
still no oxicotin
16 pretzel sticks
1 topical antibiotic
1 paper tape
31 small spoons -don´t ask
1 nail clippers (goal)
0 jeans (goal) -please consider this to be official pants replacement.
0 scarf (goal)
2 brusied peaches
113 number of flies not killed due to new adoption of Ahimsa policy.
2 postcards mailed to Abigail and Xavier. Just as I promised Abigail!
89 pounds of ham consumed so far
23 loaves of bread consumed so far. (They are bread crazy here. Never heard of atkins, huh?)
1 ipod -almost out of power. (Still too many Taylor Swift songs. Although,... one is kinda catchy (I know, so lame). Believe it or not I am hearing the catchy song on the radio here in Espana. Heard it twice so far. Or maybe its just the brain damage talking. Go figure.)
1 camera -battery almost dead, 823 pictures.

Awoke in Sahagun at 6:30 AM or so after having scarf dream and making doctor´s apointment the night before with Abigail. Crusied by plaza mayor and found a place for coffee. Had coffee and headed out of town. The morning was cool and the path was lined with small trees that had leaves that were similar to maple leaves but obviously were not. Out of Sahagun walked with Dora for a bit. Here wheel (ankle) was hurting her. My feet were still sore, stiff, but healing. We then meet another dude from Hungry and they had a nice conversation. I wanting to walk alone for a while and took full advantage pulling ahead to El Burgo Ranero. On the way I called Abigail and Xavier only to find out that Abigail is now answering the phone like it´s a veterinarian´s office. (She is adorable. Where does she get this imagination?) I spoke with Abigail and Xavier for a while and made an appointment for my dog, next Thursday nail clipping. I then reached El Burgo Ranero and took a rest at the cross right at the entrance of the town. at this time the sun was blazing and Spain was in full desert mode. While resting I managed to both watch and capture on film another small lizard that lived in the stones. I chilled out in El Burgo Ranero for an hour or two an then (in order to ensure that I would make Leon by Sunday) shared a cab to Mansilla del las Mullas with some other pilgrims. From here on out I will have 2 days of walking and I will be in Leon. Even though I have taken a bus and cab I will still have walked at least 6.0 kilometers every day since I arrived in Spain (and still no oxicotin, rats). We arrived in Mansilla de las Mullas which is a walled city and quickly found the albergue. That night I had a nice dinner that actually had a vegtable, a salad (no, impossible, yes possible). It was iceberg (lame). I also shared two bottles of wine with the pligrims at my table (they joined me once they spotted me). (Basically, I am the coolest pilgrim in country. Get a hold of yourself. Whatever dude.) After dinner we had extensive discussion about the American holiday of Thanksgiving, American´s appreciation for sweet deserts, and Maple syrup and pancakes. I was clear to point out that the following:

-Thanksgiving is awesome (they think this is my favorite word). Turkey American football pumpkin pie. What´s not to love?

-Flan is ok but it´s no Brownie Sundae. (Take that, beotch.)

-A crepe is not a pancake. It supposed to be heavy and filling. After you eat a pancake smothered with VT Maple syrup your supposed to go hunt down a critter, shovel a driveway full of snow, or go back to bed to sleep off a hangover. (You know, serious business. A crepe is not going to help you with this.)

After the wine and scoring big points in the great pancake debate I went back to the albergue to go to bed. I brushed my teeth, washed up, and went to bed. Tomorrow I head to Arcahueja, one stop before Leon.