Bishops Palace ( old feelings of secret societies and hidden truths).

This was unnerving, I knocked on this huge ancient door and pressed a bell. Pushed open the door to an inner courtyard and after some jabbering I was given my Credencial del peregrine or my pilgrims passport which enables me to stay at pensions(dormitories) designated for pilgrims where I get my stamps at each point along the way of the Camino de Compostela. Again I haven't spoken English to a sole for days, got to tell you it is getting to me this constant solitude within large crowds. Occasionally I see other Pilgrims with there tell tale Camino symbol of Scollop shells on there backpacks as they push through the tourist crowds destined for there next stop. Shit I feel very under done guys, these people move like serious hikers and there packs are half the size of mine. I'm not sure what else I can jettison and I suppose some training may have been advisable. Well there seems to be a theme building for me here and I don't won't to say to much before I've even completed one leg of this journey. I've simply got to take a leap of faith on Monday morning the 4th of April and head out on the road alone and see if I can get through day one. My first leg is 24km ish from Pamplona to Puente la Reina.
Wish me well, blessing to all.