"She's going to do what?!"
Thanks for your patience regarding a report on day 5. For some reason my phone is struggling to upload pictures on both the hotel Wi-Fi and regular data. I'm not sure what's going on; hopefully I can get this resolved soon. In the meantime, here's the agenda today in Pamplona: museum, churches, bull arena, trying... Continue Reading →
The morning getting out of Zubiri started out well. First, because the cash machine in town was out of order, I tried to have the largest breakfast I could muster at the cafe across the street knowing they take credit cards. Bob from outside Toronto and I were there at 6 am sharp thinking the... Continue Reading →
I've been walking for 3.5 hours but still have about 3-4 hours to go before I reach Pamplona (I think?). I'm taking a quick coffee & potty break in a village called Zariain at a little cafe beside the river. This guy must have heard that I'm not much of a cat person, though he... Continue Reading →
(Warning: last picture is not appropriate for my veggie/vegan friends) So, yeah. The rain in Spain... I was born and raised in Seattle. Rain is absolutely no big deal. In fact, as I wrote before, after climbing through the Pyrenees in what felt like 90 degrees for two days (with the sunburns to prove it),... Continue Reading →
Whan that aprill with his shoures soote The droghte of march hath perced to the roote. I kept thinking of the first few lines of the prologue of the Canterbury Tales today (and to be fair, I was often reminded of them by other Americans I would meet who would immediately launch into reciting them... Continue Reading →
April 7, 2019: Hello from the future, one year beyond the real-time chronology of this blog! I have been enjoying re-reading each entry on its one-year anniversary, and noticed that the post I remember drafting about Roncesvalles is missing! Here are the gorgeous photos and my attempt to remember what I was feeling that night...... Continue Reading →
Camino Jen 