Day 48 – the day of PAYDIRT and the Motherlode! Santiago was in our sights (Vicki’s and mine – 2 very amiable pilgrims who’d encountered each other over a family of mushrooms!) and I should warn you right now – Continue reading Day 48 – PAYDIRT! The MotherLode!
I wasn’t to know but today was the Day of Camino and Friends! Woo hoo……… So Silly Me woke up early in Lalin, got up and waited outside the bar/cafe/hostal on the street for the taxi with these 2 horses. Continue reading Day 47 – Camino and Friends
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!
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 35 and the 7th of October and I headed out of Zamora to walk 23 ks to Montamarta. I was slowly crawling up my Michelin map towards the turn-off to Santiago and I’d decided which route I Continue reading Day 35 – 23 ks to Montamarta
How does a Camino Pilgrim turn into a rampant couch potato? How can she? How very dare she? I did, I have, I’m guilty as charged. Yes, I walked 850 kilometres of the 970 ks from Seville to Santiago de Continue reading How a Camino Pilgrim Turns Into a Couch Potato
It was Day 31 – I was fresh after 3 days in Salamanca and I opted to do a gentle, (lazy, let’s face it) 15 ks to Calzada de Valdunciel Spain. (Well not really lazy, more hesitant – I Continue reading Day 31 – 15 Ks to Calzada de Valdunciel Spain!
You’ll recall, Gentle Reader, that I was about to spend 3 nights restoring sanity and serenity in Salamanca over 3 days. It was unscheduled, but vital as my run-in with Monsieur Cranky Pantaloons had to be erased from my repertoire Continue reading Day 28 – 30 – Sanity, Serenity and Salamanca