Yesterday was truly a day of contrasts, in terms of how I felt physically and mentally.
After writing my post yesterday I made my way out of Biberach an der Riss, with the help of a Nigerian priest for directions. Stopping off at a Penny supermarket I bought my 5 Euro siesta lunch and took an hour off in a grassy meadow by stuffing my face with cheap bread and cheese, and toking on my electronic cigarette. I progressively became extremely tired as I then walked on and what didn’t help were the almost non-existant Camino signs: the signs are very bad here and without asking people for directions I would have walked far off the trail. When there are no signs (which is more common) then you simply need to follow road signs to places which you recognise on the map, and when there are signs – at crossroads in particular – they seem to be there simply for token value and often arrow point to the wrong direction. If you are considering walking the Camino path from Ulm southwards then my advice is to invest in a good map and to mark the way on your map before you set out on the path. The local people whom I stayed with last night told me that all pilgrims who walk through this way complain of the poor and misleading signs.
Anyway, moving on.
By missing the turnings and walking much further than I should have I found myself walking into the village of Winterstettenstadt at around 7pm. My legs were broke and I just wanted to crash at the nearest available space so I hunted out the church to see if I could stay there. Next to the church there was a house with the front door open so I went over and seeing a bench by the entrance (outside) I politely asked if they wouldn’t mind me laying down my sleeping bag there for the night. The house belonged to an 84 year old man and an 81 year old woman: both looking 60 something and both with the spirit of life burning in their eyes. One thing led to another and before long I was being driven by their Grandson Jakob and his Mother to a friend’s house of a couple who sometimes put up pilgrims for the night on their way through.
I was invited to spend the night in the house of Hellmann and Brigitte (I apologise if the spelling is incorrect) and they immediately invited me in and offered me some (delicious) homemade pizza. It was a great experience. I spoke in some broken German as neither spoke much English, but it was one of those times when language took a side stage. We managed to communicate together with words drawn from both languages and with the help of non-verbal gestures. They showed me my room for the night and Brigitte washed my clothes overnight in their washing machine and in the morning tumble dried them. I again was able to fully power up my electronics and in the morning I was offered a delicious breakfast. I was so impressed with the positive energy from both of them and I took a photo of them both – and they of me – as I reluctantly said my goodbyes and left for my onward journey ahead:
I then began walking towards the towns of Bad Waldsee and Weingarten.
Btw, I am no longer in Bavaria. Now I am in Oberschwaben.
Well, now I am going to continue walking to Weingarten, and then onto Ravensburg (the puzzle place).
I hope to arrive to Konstanz by tomorrow evening.
The weather has changed and its pretty cold and with a high chance of rain.
Still, this is good weather for walking because I’d rather walk in the cold than in the heat.
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