Day 9: Hinckley to Leicester

A few reflections from today.

The days start to blur into each other: up early, hearty breakfast, pack the bags, load the furgoneta (now working seamlessly for 5 days running!), rush to the meeting point, first steps, get into the rhythm, talk about local struggles and global challenges, lunch, photos, wave our flags, speeches, samba, jacket on jacket off, Spanish songs, fascinating people, warm dinner, no time to write the blog, shower, bed.

Two things that keep us going on this exhilarating, but exhausting, rollercoaster ride are firstly the solidarity we’re receiving from local groups and secondly our particular group of marchistas.

Last night we had a group meeting over some tasty lentil soup (thanks Claire and Jan!) and a couple of bottles of red wine. We shared how we were feeling (¿Cómo se siente el corazón? literally ‘How does your heart feel?’) and all commented on how (surprisingly) well things are going. Despite the language barriers, one of our group not speaking Spanish and three others barely speaking English, we work well together. We went around the circle mentioning painful knees, persistent blisters, missed family members and our eternal gratefulness to our hosts. 

After this first check in, we assigned the various logistics and communication tasks for the next day: Carlos López – van driver, Nicky – contacting local groups, Carlos Buj – map reading, and Maribel – co-pilot. The meeting finished with Anton, our favourite Londoner who makes sure we keep up the pace, being appointed as an honorary Aragonese. 

XR Leicester and Nottingham Samba!

Today was a good day with bright sun overhead and not too many miles (only fifteen). We set off in the van from Coventry and started walking from Hinckley (where we had got to the previous day). Julie and John were our fantastic guides for the day, keeping us from getting lost and pointing out local points of interest. We stopped off for a cup of tea at Leicester Forest rugby club and chatted to families there out with their kids for the Sunday rugby match. Just outside of Leicester we heard a welcoming samba beat which accompanied us all the way into the centre where there was a good crowd of people waiting for us. After some speeches and lunch it was off to our hosts, to relax (and digest…) before a huge Indian buffet in the evening.

Thanks Leicester, it’s been fab.

Written by: Becky Stoakes

1 thought on “Day 9: Hinckley to Leicester”

  1. Mrs Julie Robinson

    We really enjoyed walking with you for the day, sorry it could not be longer. A big respect to you all for this epic walk to highlight concerns in advance of COP26. We are with you in heart and spirit and following online. Safe onward journey Julie & John

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