3AM Camino Dream

It is 3 a.m. and instead of sleeping, I am deep in the world of the Camino de Santiago. My foot hurts, my brain is awake for no reason, and apparently this is the moment I have decided to plan a pilgrimage.

For years I thought the Camino was impossible for me because of my CPAP. The idea of sleeping in crowded albergues with mystery outlets and fifty strangers was a hard no.

Then I saw one TikTok that changed everything.

A woman mentioned using a company that transfers your luggage and books hotel to hotel stays every night.

Suddenly the Camino went from impossible to maybe I can actually do this.

So now I am comparing routes, researching tour companies, and building a 2027 itinerary like it is a group project due at sunrise.

It feels hopeful. It feels doable. It feels like something future me could really pull off once Metal Mollie heals.

Maybe this is not insomnia. Maybe it is possibility.