Approaching the half way point and agonising over the Big Decision. Whether to carry straight on or to turn left.. To remain with my companions or to strike out alone. To finish the Camino del Norte or transfer to the Camino Primitivo. There were pros and cons for both scenarios, but ultimately it turned out to be an easier decision than envisaged.
I’d originally planned to do the Primitivo as it goes more into the heartland and hills of Northern Spain and offers greater solitude. But that was at a time when this was likely to be my one and only Camino. It won’t be. One day I’ll return and take on the Primitivo. This time around I’ll finish the Norte.
I think my companions were happy with the decision… I daren’t ask them (!), but it does make booking accommodation easier as a ‘four’. My fear was that walking as a small group restricts the opportunities to meet other peregrinos, and this is true when we book private accommodation such as tonight, but not when staying at albergues. Anyway, we’re not exactly falling over each other on the trails and respect each others’ need for private time.
Tonight’s accommodation is fabulous and cheap. A 3 bed apartment for just 60 euros for the 4 of us, we really needed somewhere special to stay, ideally with a washing machine after yesterday’s endeavours, and this ticks every box.
Yesterday was the worst day by far and not one to be repeated. The route between Gijon and Alvilés passes directly by the industrial grime of the heavy industry prevalent in this part of Spain. Fifty chimneys belching clouds of smoke in 50 shades of grey.
In the morning the wind and light drizzle were hitting our faces as we walked straight towards these massive plants. The acrid smell stuck in my lungs and breathing was uncomfortable. Buildings, roads, even the flora and fauna seemed impregnated with a ferrous coloured grime. Many houses were empty and derelict. It was almost like a post apocalyptic movie set.
On a serious note, it is no surprise that this area of Spain was recently designated one of the pollution hot spots of Western Europe and male life expectancy in the region is the lowest in Spain.
As we approached Alvilés the story was similar. It’s amazing these plants still operate. I’m sure they’d be shut down in th UK, there was no sign of modernisation anywhere.
Yer even during as foul a day’s walking as this, there were high points. The local population in Asturia really seem to embrace peregrinos and cannot be more helpful in showing us the way, even walking with us to make sure we’re on track. In the heart of the industrial mire, we came across this little ‘aid post’ for pilgrims. Incredibly thoughtful and kind, which uplifted our spirits during this dire section of the Camino.
Our lodgings for the night were surrounded by high rise apartment blocks in the outskirts of Alvilés: we hardly ventured out after checking in and were glad to be on the move today. We were surprised what a pleasant contrast the centre of the town was in comparison with its surrounds and that helped set up today’s much more pleasant walking to our excellent accommodation tonight.
We’ve so far been unable to find suitable accommodation for tomorrow night… Oh well, another day, another challenge!