Casi siempre cedo a mi curiosidad por saber quiénes son los nuevos inquilinos del albergue de peregrinos de Lugo en el Camino de Santiago Primitivo. Hoy no era un día distinto, así que me acerqué a hurgar en la trastienda del flamante edificio pegado a la Rúa de San Pedro dentro ya del recinto amurallado.
I often give in to my curiosity to find out who the inhabitants of the hostel for travelers of Lugo are. Today was not any different, so I decided to wonder in the back of the beautiful building, which was adjacent to San Pedro Street, inside the walls of the site.
I rarely tend to keep my doubts to myself, so I proceeded to ask. His rudeness for such a young age surprised me, yet I loved his response: «I had heard from ‘El Camino’ back in Australia, so I decided to experience it for myself».
The boy seemed extremely tired. The stage of the path which he had recently traveled, Cadavo Baleira, is nothing to take lightly; I would say that in my own experience I still hold on to an everlasting memory on the top of my skin. I quickly remember that grateful look, that of a person who feels at home from hearing his native language. With a more energetic vibe, he proceeded to ask me where he could find a good meal in the labyrinth that was the rocky area adjacent to the hostel. I replied to the best of my knowledge. He proceeded to thank me with another cold head nod, and left up the stairs with his baggage and the memories of the harsh adventure which he had just endured.
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