I suppose when you return to your most basic instincts, Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, it’s going to be a bit of a difficult transition back into first world problems. For six weeks, I focused solely on walking my daily twenty plus kilometers, ensuring I had enough food throughout the day and seeking a shelter of a hostel for that evening. And during these KMs, I made such deep connections with people who made lasting impressions on me. Coming to walk the Camino alone and connecting with so many different souls was a game changer. I’ve never endured such a journey with so much solidarity and so much belonging. I suppose this is where the Camino Blues comes from. I thought it would be such an easy transition coming home to the security of my very same job and the comfort of a home town. But to say it’s been difficult is a rather light statement.
A girl growing roots.