The walk is mainly beside the lake, and then into terraced vinyards. And after walking with a light pack yesterday, my body whines internally alot as I begin the march. Funny as the weight has not bothered me up to this point. A couple hours into the walk, I realize it is not the weight, but I have not tightened my back. Funny how I always think before, I not know how to organize such a back pack, I need an expert guide, not realizing my own body IS AN EXPERT GUIDE. With just a few tightening of straps the weight is not so heavy.
The walk is lovely, even though overcast, and I find that my travelers luck seems to have run out. Everytime I stop for a break, it is ok, but when I start again a nicer, more comfortable place seems like it was only 100 steps from where I stopped. Once I stop under an overpass to be out of the rain and there is one small flat rock I sit on, and when I leave, not 20 steps from there is another underpass with a fricking table...OHH LAA LAA. Normally I am such a lucky traveler, so I wonder what this is teaching the pilgrim. Also amusing is how people see me, especially as I sit under overpass. My intention is to leave my world to gain perspective, but it is amusing as I think people also see me as OUTSIDE THEIR WORLD...with the poor man under the road carrying anold stick as his walking stick.
The rest of day is a challenging walk up and down the terraced vinyards, but my body does not tire like the week before and
Vevey is the home to Nestle and I think Charlie Chpalin and some huge fork stuck in the lake....interesting the things you find out when you go slow. Oh and I also discovered a NEW FAVORITE...CURRY MAYONAISSE...YUM!!!!
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