Home - Keeping the post Camino blues at bay

All good things must come to an end. So there I was in Santiago airport facing my last goodbye to Damien who I had spent the most time with over the last three weeks. His flight to Madrid was first and then I had few lonely hours bouying myself up with all my happy memories. My Camino love quickly drained from me as soon as I boarded my easyjet flight and had to try and block out the loud chatter of about a hundred Spanish school children.

There was a massive queue for passport control at Gatwick but I no longer had to rely on wifi so passed the time getting in touch with friends back home and checking in with some Camino friends. I then got to have  a 'Love Actually' moment coming out of arrivals and straight into the arms of my mum and sister!

On the drive home I chattered non-stop even though I knew I would have to repeat everything to my Step dad Ian when we got to Mum's. Ian had made a big banner welcoming me home (which I mamaged to take a few minutes to notice) and having walked the first part of the Camino last year we had plenty of experiences to compare.

I spent the next 24 hours being throughly spoilt. I dumped all my dirty washing in the utility room and by the next day it had magically become clean. Ian made a curry and opened a bottle of Rioja. I was able to see my brother who cycled down from Bristol. The next day was Mother's day so I had to share some limelight with my mum but I was allowed to do a presentation of my photos with only my brother falling asleep. I've had a big knot in my stomach today but a bit of family time has definitely stopped a big post Camino come down.

Stay tuned for one final post tomorrow once I get back to "normal" life and have a little more time to digest...