Nonsense, Drivel, and Balderdash

I have returned from my quite short walking trip. Me and david did about 100 Km. At night we stayed in little spanish towns about the size of... I dunno... somthing small. Many of the towns were very old; filled with castles and cathedrals and tiny winding streets. The sun would beat down on the castillian plain with intensity, and a heavy backpack also added to the fatigue. However, it was well worth it and I would have continued if I could have. In fact I was. We were going to do another 100 K, but I really wanted to spend a couple days in the Santo Domingo de Silos monastery. So the mexican and I decided that he should keep walking (it turned out that once he had gotten into the walk, he liked it) and meet me in madrid in 4 or 5 days. Meanwhile I was going to take a bus to the monastery and stay for a while. I was a little far from the city that I had to catch the bus from, so I hitch-hiked there. Yes it was fun. I had never done that before. I was picked up by two metal heads t...

I am supposed to be hiking right now. Yes that is right. The "epic" journey that I was planning turned sour and lukewarm in our (David and I) mouths and we spit it out. Well actually, I was having fun. But David wasnt. He thought taht the idea of walking from one place to another and finding our own way to get there, was kind of... well, dumb. Yes, I know. I was shocked too. But you know, I said "thats ok, we can do something else. But I still want to walk or hike or something" (I am a flexible INFP remember?). So the fact taht he didnt want to do it, coupled with the fact that our backpacks were about 20 pounds too heavy, caused us to turn back and head to Madrid, after only 2 days of adventuring. Yes, tragic but not fatal. So we came home and took off the next day to the mountains by madrid. We walked the "siete picos,", then we headed straight down the other side ignoring trails and picking our own way accross the countryside. After walking around s...