Planet Nobody


Because there are no people, no cars, no bikes, no nothing out here. I am alone. I could take a nap in the road. I could spread my legs as far apart left and right that they could go, like floppy, spread-legged Raggedy Ann or make a dusty snow angel in the boiling hot middle of summer. I could block the whole path off. Zero risk. I am on Planet Nobody.

An extract from Walking Backwards (A journey of a thousand miles on the Camino de Santiago):

“This whole long afternoon there hasn’t been another soul out here on the white gravel road. There’s just been blue sky and yellow mustard plants and a few exhausted red poppies baking to death in the wheat fields. From time to time, way, way out in the distance, I see an abandoned mid-day tractor, and sometimes a small cluster of buildings. They might be a farmer’s storage sheds. You sure wouldn’t risk heading towards them looking for water. When I stop for a break, I put my pack in the middle of the road and just sit on it, daring anyone to run me over. Because there are no people, no cars, no bikes, no nothing out here. I am alone. I could take a nap in the road. I could spread my legs as far apart left and right that they could go, like floppy, spread-legged Raggedy Ann or make a dusty snow angel in the boiling hot middle of summer. I could block the whole path off. Zero risk. I am on Planet Nobody.”  – From Chapter 7 “Spain” of Walking Backwards (A journey of a thousand miles on the Camino de Santiago)

Photo Credit: This stunning picture and others like it on the Camino de Santiago Facebook site