Camino de Santiago - the first day on the road

Camino always gives pilgrims the lessons they need. On my first day, instead of 25 kilometers, I did almost 30, because I misinterpreted the sign. The shallow pointed to the left, and I didn't pay attention to the arrow that showed right. I was going up the steep path, thinking, "This is way too hard!" 

I noticed that there were no signs with directions for a while, and I knew this was likely to mean that I went off the track. But I was so focused on making the way up that I didn't want to stop. I even calmed myself down, noticing the yellow elements on the road (Camino marks are also yellow). When I finally admitted that I chose the wrong direction, I had to go back for almost half an hour. 

The worst part was that I ran out of water, and couldn't get it anywhere. Finally, when I returned to the correct way, I spotted a cyclist, and asked him to share some water with me. When he opened the bottle, I realized that he almost had nothing for himself. I said I would just take a sip, but he insisted on giving me half of what's left. I kept walking, while he stopped for a break. Soon, I stopped by a house and asked an old lady in a garden for more water. She brought me the whole bottle. 

When we met with the cyclist again, it was my turn to share. The walking suddenly became easy and pleasant - the road went through the field, and wasn't too steep anymore. I enjoyed the rural sceneries and thought of my lesson. There are difficult moments in every path, but if something constantly seems too hard, this is probably not your way.