When I arrived in Larrasoaña, I checked in at the Municipal Albergue for the night. Other pilgrims who saw me struggling and limping were so sweet as they tried to help me. I met John, from San Antonio who offered ibuprofen, and I met a wonderful woman from Denmark who said she was a healer. She asked me if I wanted healing, so I said YES!! She had me lie on a bench while she sat on a chair and cradled my knee in her hands and began holding it and massaging it. I actually felt heat from her hands and the massage felt soothing. Soon everyone was showering, washing clothes, hanging out clothes to dry, and generally getting on with their evening plans for dinner. I sat outside in the warm sun and contemplated my next move.
I finally decided to take a taxi to Pamplona in the morning. So I got online and booked a hotel for two nights. I ate the leftover sandwich from the lunch Barbara packed for me and when I looked around, everyone had left the dormitory.
Wondering what just happened, I limped outside where I could hear voices in the garden of the Albergue. Following the voices, I found the group of pilgrims laughing and talking, some were playing board games, many had purchased bottles of wine from the shop in town and they were sharing wine with everyone. What a joyful experience! Most of this group had just met in SJPDP and had walked together this far. They welcomed me into their group and we talked until the sun began to set. It was getting cold again, so we returned to the dormitory. Again, there was no heat and I was thankful for my silk cocoon and synthetic sleeping bag. Although I was dearly wishing I had not left my silk cuddle duds at home. Another cold night here, but made warmer with the experience of meeting new friends.
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