Right! I’ve been back two days. Gosh – is it only two days? On the other hand, my vestiges of jet lag tell me that, yes, it has only been two days. I worked on my 604 photos until I almost fell asleep at the computer. But now I’m done and ready for a meaningful (!) blog.
Also – some of my favourite photos from the trip:
Number of days to complete: 19 (that includes one rest day)
Kilometres covered: 360 plus an additional 2 0r 3 0r 4 for those few inevitable wrong turns and wee backtracks and shortcuts (otherwise known as alternate routes) that added a few K.
Elevation gained: 20,000 plus a few metres – according to the guide book but actually more – see short cuts/alternate routes above.
Slices of cheese eaten: 121
Number of four-letter words issued from my mouth (see shortcuts/alternate routes above) 12
Number of fucks spoken aloud in the Canton of Vaud where many gates are barbed wire and occasionally electrified. 5
Number of same fucks said silently: 1,876
Number of pounds of chocolate eaten: 34
Pounds of chocolate brought home: 5 or 6 or maybe 7 – whatever I could stuff in my pack and still be able to (barely) lift it.
Number of hiking boots that died on the trail: 1 pair.
Number of WTF! moments experienced while observing where the trail was about to take me: 6
Number of people who admired what I was doing: 8
Number of people who thought I was bat-shit crazy: 89,765
Number of cows encountered: 740
Number of goats encountered: 62
Number of goats who tried to eat my stuff: 3
Number of cow patties hiked through: 1,344
Number of times hiking boots were cleaned: 0
Number of newspapers used to dry boots: 15
Number of band-aids used on feet: 22
Number of trains taken: 3
Number of buses taken: 3
Number of gondolas taken: 3
Number of funicular railways taken: 1
Number of hairs shaved of legs on returning: 6,400
Number of falls: 2
Number of slips, slides and near misses: 82
Number of skinx not stepped on: 66
Number of fucks not given about the state of the world: 1,000,000,000
And some more favourite photos:
And now the monumental task of entering “real life” again. Yesterday my darling husband cooked dinner for us and I was so grateful. In the grocery store, I was brain dead – no clue what to cook or even eat. What’s delightful about a task like hiking for days on end is that everything is very simple. No decisions to make really. You get up, get dressed, eat, pack and walk. At the end of the day, you shower, eat and go to bed.
I like that.
And a few more photos:
And there you have it. As I said, time to get on with life – do some work in the garden, walk dogs, look into some hiking real soon.
Biggest benefit of the trip? Walking into my head and my heart – knowing my truth, finding the courage to speak my truth, understanding myself just a bit better.
I see changes coming.