January 8, 2016 — Phoenix, Arizona

It is STILL raining in Phoenix. I have cabin fever from spending so much time in the house. I have been out walking, but I haven’t been out training on the bike, because when the streets are wet, the tires throw oil and mud all over my bike and my clothes. Maybe I should forget about riding my racing bikes and get out the touring bike, which has fenders. I plan to ride that touring bike along the Camino de Santiago de Compostela next year, so perhaps I should get used to riding it again.

I got nothing done on the book I am writing yesterday, and I’ll probably get little writing done today. House cleaning is in order. Next week I should be able to sit at the computer hour after hour and write.

I have reached the point in the book where my protagonist, Jason Wilder, has announced his candidacy for the governorship of Arizona on the Republican Party. In his announcement, he made the obligatory (for an Arizona Republican) condemnation of immigration from Mexico. This is a big threat to his marriage, because his wife, Lupita, was born in Mexico, and she is not at all pleased. Will she stay with him and stand behind him, at least in public, during his campaign, or will she denounce and leave him? I know what I want to happen, but I have found in writing this novel, Running for President, that my characters take on wills of their own and don’t always do what I want them to do. They only exist thanks to my imagination, so you would think they would show a bit more respect for my opinion.

4 thoughts on “January 8, 2016 — Phoenix, Arizona”

  1. I think you can blame that on my being a grouchy old introvert. I had walked about 600 kilometers in relative peace, often alone, sometimes with people whom I had known for days. However, if you do the last 100 kilometers of the Camino, you qualify for a Compostela. Therefore, thousands of people start daily from Sarría and walk the final 100+ kilometers, often in large groups, so that they can say they did the Camino. Even after O’Cebreiro the number of people on the trail increased dramatically, and the groups of new pilgrims were often loud. One guy passed me carrying a boom box on the top of his backpack, blasting loud music. My tranquility had been shattered.

    I had enjoyed the tranquility of the Camino up to O’Cebreiro, but I knew I wouldn’t enjoy walking among noisy groups on the final segment, so I took a bus from Sarría to Santiago.

  2. Ahhh…
    The reason I asked is because a friend wants to walk from Sarria to Santiago in the Fall of 2017. She thinks it will be a time of reflection and tranquility. I wonder if she will also become very disillusioned. Is it a different story during the off tourist season, like Fall or Spring?

  3. I can’t really way how quiet the section from Sarría to Santiago is in the spring and fall, although I’m sure it’s not nearly as busy as in the summer. However, if your friend’s objective is to do some reflection in tranquility, and if getting the Compostela at the end of the pilgrimage is not important to her, I would suggest doing an earlier segment where there are far fewer people on the trail.

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