After getting past 29km in day 1, 21km was easy-peasy. The clouds were taking care of me and I had music in my ears, it was a relatively chill walk.
At night we cooked Singaporean Porridge – Bacon, chicken, egg and frozen vegetables in rice that had far too much water.Needless to say, we never cooked again the next 24 days.
We started singing songs in the dining area and I sang ‘Glorious ruins’, crumbled on the inside and felt all the blood go to my face, but there’s something special about this atmosphere where people were just encouraged to sing/dance regardless of how good they were.
This magic lasted till sharing with the landlady/pilgrims and planted the seed for my community experiences in the days to come.