Bajai Life Camp 17.13: Day 494
Hotel Corona Castilla
Saturday October 13, 2018
Burgos, Spain
27.05% dreamy
The dreams were confusing this morning. I didn't know where I was. As I think about it I usually don't know where I am, but I don't worry about it. This time I was between Germany and Spain. I was probably flashing back over the year.
All I want is a good cup of tea!
Saturday and nothing much to do but prepare to leave Burgos tomorrow. I'm ready. Probably should toss my old clothes. Find the clothing dumpsters.
I'll just lounge a few hours and eventually get the pushups and morning exercises done.
There are screaming kids in the hotel today. I wonder why families come to Burgos. Maybe to visit family.
The view from my front door.
Truth... I'm pretty bored just waiting around. Next year I'm going to do my best to load myself up on programs and bounce back to the west. Maybe I'll move through eastern Europe. I don't know.
Chaos year will start for me on December 18, 2018, however I think Chaos Year for America will begin on the eleventh day of the eleventh month of this eleven year... November 11, 2018.
Finally out to breakfast at my favorite spot. It's open today and it looks like a private party is booked. They blocked off a section. Further evidence that this is a popular spot. I've searched around, it's the only place like it I've found. I usually find the right spot for my tastes. Speaking of which, I tried a different dish. Didn't like the meat. Probably the last time I'll eat here. Most likely I'll have a salad tonight.
I have to update my homepage today. I still haven't found a place to train here, so I've been doing it in the room. Mostly upper-upper, pushups for the shoulders and shrugging stuff. I feel it too. I wonder if anyone will notice. I can kind of tell, but I'm not sure. I have tape too, but I haven't measured. Duh!! I don't think I want to know.
Today is Day 666 of retirement.
Rounds have been funky today. Hmmm.
In Burgos across the river from the cathedral is the Estacion de Autobuses. Right next door is the hostel. Across the street is a bar. I think it's the best, most normal cup of tea I've had thus far. Of course, it's my last night here. Although I'm not thinking, I shoulda been coming here the whole time, the thought obviously crossed my mind.
Waiting for the train to Chanmartin, Madrid.
Tomorrow, I'm outta here. No regrets. Some boredom. But I got a bunch of work done and it didn't hurt my pockets too much. (¢ I'm going to put this sign in when I talk about money.) Although, I should get used to talking about it so I can actually raise a budget.
Speaking of budget. I think I could do quite well with a $35-40,000 budget. This should be my first goal. I will promote the joy of travel, fitness, volunteering and how they can be merged into a single lifestyle. That could be the ticket.
Something inspired me to get a couple more episodes done. I thought I'd get to sleep earlier than usual... but nope, the usual time and still... and still had a bit of trouble getting to sleep.
Ciao.