Thoughts and my ramblings on paper has been massive since my return from Spain and the Camino. Pages and pages have fallen complete and mysteriously uplifted into the heavens of the internet that we call the Cloud, for safe-keeping and a return to earth at a future time for some good use to mankind. One such small collection of thoughts I recently found, and it seems appropriate to let them become the food by which men live and breathe, and so it offer this short essay.
In the Madrid Airport
I started this post while waiting for my airplane to depart from Gate A14. It’s supposed to leave at 9:30am, but I can see it’s delayed until a 10:10am take-off. Schedules have become quite relative to the condition anymore since walking the Camino. The phrase “in a hurry” has lost its meaning to a great degree. “In a hurry” for what? To get to work, to go shopping, to down my coffee because “I’ve got to get back out into that big, exciting world out there?”
Actually, I’m sitting in the Sala Cibelle, or VIP Lounge, of U.S. Airways, at the Barajas Aeropuerto, Madrid. It’s a very large space with multiple lounging and sitting areas, great views out to the airplanes, and plenty of food and drinks available for the asking. It’s 7:45am, and the lounge is empty, but for about four people and myself. Ironic isn’t it to my condition. I’m back in the civilized world of Madrid – it is a very strange feeling to have so many people about you, going in so many different directions – and everything has a schedule here. I’m essentially alone with my thoughts and my laptop in the middle of all of this. Continue reading Thoughts on the Camino