Well, it would be fair to say that last night turned out a bit different than we anticipated! As we headed back out into town for dinner, showered and rejuvenated, we met a few fellow travelers we had passed earlier in the day. They had already been struggling and now had no place to stay, so Jeanie jumped into action.
We asked the lady at our hostel if they could have our beds. She said no . . . so then we did it anyway. Whatever happened would happen, whether this albergue overseer wanted to be a part of the Camino spirit or not!
There was no way we were putting on our wet sweaty clothes again, so it was this combination of events that led to us slinging our packs on, in our pajamas, and taking to the highway to walk another quick 30 minutes to the next town. We arrived in good spirits and were informed there was no room and no other places in the town.
We looked at each other with the all knowing “Seriously?!” expression, and then hit the trail again, looking at another 30 minutes. Of all days to not have the Dexcom!! We had taken on so many hills during the day, Jeanie’s levels having a roller coaster ride of their own without the help of the Dexcom buzz telling her when she was high or low! It was a huge challenge, and now we were walking through the brisk evening air without a place to stay and with Jeanie going high once more from stress, but without much energy without having had dinner.
We arrived at the next town with four different options for accommodations. All full. Crickey! We asked some cow steering ladies if they knew of another place. They said the next town should have something. Jeanie was hesitant. My mind did a quick calculation contemplating at what point we would be crossing the adventure threshold and heading towards stupidity. Taxi or no taxi, taxi or no taxi . . . We decided to go on.
As the evening cooled, we raced to arrive at our final destination before the sun hid behind the final hills for night. I kept nervously glancing at Jeanie, looking for signs of highs or lows (dfficult to distinguish when being tired, sweaty, and hungry are often our typical afternoon sentiments).
We were now two hours into our “its thirty minutes, don’t worry about it!” jaunt down the hill. Our pajamas were thoroughly soaked with sweat and we dramatically crested the final uphill. A group of wine sipping, cleaned-up pilgrims sat in outdoor chairs watching the sunset as we made our startling and barbaric entrance. “There had better be a bed for me here in this town!” Jeanie announced to the crowd. A few people in the crowd laughed and lightened the moment by offering to share their rooms if there wasn’t one. Now there was the Camino spirit we had been looking for!
After all this, we spent the night and headed out this morning, not sure how far we would make it through our mapped out day! Due to a serious lack of intermediate accommodations, we somehow transported our bodies all the way to Sarria. The good news in Sarria was that we had wifi for the first time in two days and we’re finally able to contact Dexcom.
Their representative texted us back right away and informed us how to do a manual reset of the Dexcom by pushing a paper clip into a small hole on the back and holding it there for ten seconds. We gave shouts and cheers when the screen lit up and all reset according to plan! Our bodies are exhausted but spirits are looking up. We plan to be in Santiago later this week, where we will be taking a rest day before making our journey home!