I’m a few steps closer to a congruent Life! Getting there is full of little steps that are born of hard grafting yakka, I can tell you! The life I’m aiming for, just to refresh our memories, is one where Continue reading A Few Steps Closer to a Congruent Life
What does a bin of potatoes have to do with stopping shopping? Here’s the lowdown…….. I am currently doing armchair research on my “self-sustaining” home – it’s a futuristic dream folder full of great articles on how to do this, Continue reading Stopping Shopping Part 2 – A Bin of Potatoes
This time last year I was nearly half-way along my Camino – it’s one year on from that and where am I and how did it affect me? It’s time I reflected on that and shared it with you … Continue reading My Camino – One Year On
Ok – it was Day 43 – I was a bit over the whole Galician rain thing and this little crap pilgrim decided to take a taxi. (Generally, pilgrims don’t like taking taxis – I didn’t – but sometimes needs Continue reading Day 43 – Crap Pilgrim Takes Taxi!
It was either Day 42 or 43 – I’m pretty sure I spent 2 days in Sanabria but it turns out I was on my way to discovering that Basil Fawlty is alive & well in Padornelo! (Let’s remember that Continue reading Day 42 – Basil Fawlty is alive & well in Padornelo!
I’d been walking for 40 days now and more than capable of the 23 ks to Entrepenas. As you walk through all these villages/pueblos, you cannot help but be struck by the prominence of the churches, some grand, some tiny. Continue reading Day 40 – 23 kilometres to Entrepenas, heading WEST!
It was Day 39, I was heading towards Santiago, actually facing it now and I was going to walk through 4 dying villages and actively avoid some unexpected bible bashing by walking an extra 6 ks to escape it. (As Continue reading Day 39 – Dying Villages, Bible Bashing & that extra 6 ks!
Who would have guessed that I left my heart in Santa Croya? From Tabara, home of the best flan in rural Spain, to Santa Croya, facing west!, is 22 kilometres. And I set off in the morning of a bright Continue reading Day 38 – I left my heart in Santa Croya!
It was Day 37 and unbeknownst to me, before I could discover the best flan in Spain, I had to scale a cliff-face. Now when I say cliff-face, I really mean some rocks around the base of the hills through Continue reading Day 37 – Tabara and the Best Flan in Spain!
Day 36, the 8th of October and my journal is full of rainy days and feeling down for this etap. I left Montamarta which has a dramatic Camino exit. You have to cross a (dry) river, walking past an ancient Continue reading Day 36 – Rainy Days Always Get Me Down (Granja)