At Rabanal, the small local community of Dominican friars holds every day at 7pm a short but very mystical function with Gregorian chanting for pilgrims. The short sermon in 4 languages,  identifies the pilgrim as who is undertaking a journey of discovery of the Truth. The symbol of Santiago can be the key to continue the inner journey even when the physical journey has come to an end.

Now, the imminent conclusion of my physical journey, is opening up the question of what will come next. Have I really changed? Will I be in the state of peace to face the challenges of my coming of age, and eventually the sickness and death?

Walking up and starting to walk has been my routine and my life for the past 27 days. Will I be able to go back to the other so different routines of my previous life? Will I be able to discover the Truth on the next 13 days left?

I cannot be distracted by mundane priorities such as comfortable accommodations or gourmet foods. I need to maintain focus and continuing my Camino breaking the distracting links, as I abandoned along the road the boots that were hurting me, so I have to abandon along the way all the relationships that are defocusing me from my purpose.

During the stage I passed through Castillo, an interesting village reconstructed according to the medieval plan.

The weather continues to be a blessing with deep blue skies and dry hot afternoons.

At Rabanal, I opted for sleeping in the municipal hostel in a dormitory together with other 40 people or so, to balance out the splurging of the past two or three days. It is incredible how effective is to focus in this quite poor environment amidst if so many other researchers of the Truth.

One can choose his path and has to do his own Camino. For me I found solace in mixing my footprint with the many others that passed on the trail, and hoping that there will be many others besides mine.