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This post is about a 16km walk from Geisa to Vacha. It’s my first walking day in former East Germany, and the rain does not stop.

I had spent the night in a small and cheap guesthouse. There were two other guests in blue overalls who had arrived in their company van. My room had three beds and a fly swatter on the wall. I liked the place.

rain, no rain, rain

The morning greeted me with heavy rain at first, so heavy in fact that I was seriously considering staying another night.ย Fuggit, I thought,ย I don’t need this!

And then, just like that, the rain stopped, and the sun was out. I bolted out of the door, packed up the Caboose, and started walking. Will this be my first walking day without any rain since Frankfurt? I was now thinking.

Of course not. Of course I was wrong.

An hour later I was in my poncho, somewhere on a country road, shaking my fist at the sky. Or rather: I would have shaken my fist at the sky in the past. Not anymore. Sometimes people asked me what had changed over the course of The Longest Way. This had changed. I didn’t get so angry so easily anymore.

Instead I noticed a tiny rainbow in the distance.

no place for a pilgrim

I was still walking on what seemed to be multiple pilgrim routes. The Luther Pilgrims’ Way went past here. And so did the Camino. This meant that there was a pilgrim hostel in the town of Vacha, a simple place to stay for people who were walking for spiritual reasons. I wasn’t walking for spiritual reasons, but I wanted to stay there anyway. So I checked online and it said you were supposed to go to a bookstore and ask for the key there.

As it turned out the gentleman at the bookstore told me that I had arrived too late. The season was over, there were no people anymore, and the pilgrim hostel was closed.

I ended up in a hotel that looked more expensive than it was. There didn’t seem to be any other guests, and my room was pretty cold when I entered. But there was a radiator, and I had cup noodles and hot water. And down in the lobby, there was Adi, the hotel cat.


the walk from Geisa to Vacha:

  • benjamin k.

    I was indeed wondering, how you put up with two weeks or more of walking in the rain. Maybe you are closer to entilghtenment than I think ๐Ÿ™‚


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