Follow Your Arrow

Tomorrow I fly from Vancouver to Madrid with a stopover in Toronto. For the last week I have been going to sleep 30 minutes earlier and getting up 30 minutes earlier each day to shift my circadian rhythm from Pacific time to Madrid time, a nine hours difference. I sure hope this pays off. Getting up at 3:30 a.m. Vancouver time today was not easy, especially for the night owl in me. My body feels off kilter, but I suppose this reflects the rhythm shifting in process. That, and the mental fatigue of pre-travel anxiety.

Pickle, my trusty backpack, is ready to go. Don Quixote had his Rocinante and I have my Pickle. This will be our third Camino together. I have packed, unpacked and repacked Pickle, eliminating all the would-be-nice items like a pack towel, to reduce the load. I am adopting the belief that “the Camino will provide” the things I really need along the way. And, in a pinch, my 22″x22″ bandana can get me mostly dry from a shower, which I tested today.

Now, to sleep. Onward.