“Planning is helpful. If you don’t know what you want, you’ll seldom get it. But, no matter how well you plan, you will fare better if you expect the unexpected. The unexpected, by nature, comes unseen, unthought, unenvisioned. All you can do is plan to go unplanned, prepare to be unprepared, make going with the flow part of your agenda, for the most successful among us envision, plan, and prepare, but cast all aside as needed, while those who are unable to go with the flow often suffer, if they survive.”
― David W. Jones, Moses and Mickey Mouse: How to Find Holy Ground in the Magic Kingdom and Other Unusual Places
It was refreshing to read this today. All the best laid plans can so easily be changed, at times by ourselves at times, by circumstances beyond our choice. Team Nestor, together for the 10 or 12 days needed to complete the Camino Interior. Everything seemed planned, figured out and timed well. Along came bronchitis and knee problems – – and, true to myself, as I said multiple times before heading out here, I needed to make choices that would ensure my ability to complete the entire 6 to 7 weeks of walking needed to get to Santiago.
At first I figured one rest day would suffice, and I would catch up with the group. What I didn’t anticipate was that unlike the Camino Frances, the Camino Interior maps through very small remote villages that often are not easy to reach by standard bus or train. In the case of the little village of La Puebla de Arganzon, trains do run, but sporadically, and not on weekends.
I opted to go with the known – and when faced with the choice of destinations, I decided to return to the town that I knew, rather than chance heading to another town where albergues or accomadations could be unavailable. This however, left me further out from the Team, and when they proposed I meet them tonight at their camping location (where they had rented a chalet) I discovered again that not only were there no trains, buses to get me there, but a taxi ride of more than 50 km would have been exorbitant. Therefore, I have one more night apart from the group but at least I am in a town that I NOW know well and really enjoy – Vitoria.
Last night, wanting to do something fun and different, I chanced upon the local theater building and saw that people were lined up for a performance. I checked with the ticket vendors and discovered that a small jazz band was playing. For a mere 9 Euros ($12) I sat and listened to a great group (all Spanish but the lead singer sang in English) and I hear what was likely one of the best rendition of the song “You know how I feel” and at that moment, I remember thinking that the best laid plans are good, but the unexpected, the spur-of-the-moment experiences such as this one – – well, one can only enjoy and fully experience.
Granted, I have missed some days of walking with the group, and no doubt some great dinners and conversations… but I discovered a new city, took beautiful pictures, attended an all Spanish mass, and experienced a concert that I will not forget.
When best of plans don’t go as planned we can either get upset or we can ride the wave and see where it takes us.
I’m riding high!