"She's going to do what?!"
I feel like this is going to turn into a negative post. I am so sorry if it does, but today was a hard day. Yes, there was one hill that absolutely sucked, but that's not what made it a low day. What made a frustrating day is that my mortal enemy the sun is... Continue Reading →
We just had the craziest thunder storm come through suddenly! I tried to video the lightning flashes but the video didn't turn out very well. Trust me, it was dramatic! ...but then the storm stopped as suddenly as it started. This was my chance to get out and see the town a tiny bit, eat... Continue Reading →
I didn't mean to come off negative about the meseta yesterday; I was trying to communicate how surreal it was with the color of the sky, the silence, the desolation, the isolation (until the two kids in dirt bikes came through). Today was day two of crossing the meseta, but a completely different experience because... Continue Reading →
Hi friends. I reached my final destination for the night, a village called Castrojeriz. There's absolutely no Wi-Fi in the place I'm staying (and I'll tell you why when I do find Wi-Fi), so I thought this a good opportunity to update you on the Steps to Support SCLS one-woman-walk-a-thon. $3,288!!!Thank you so much to... Continue Reading →
I wrote that Alison of Chester taught me a very good lesson the other day: making friends/connections but then being ok with saying goodbye. Well guess who I bumped into in a little village called Rabé today, and then just now sat and ate dinner with? That's right, Alison of Chester. New lesson of the... Continue Reading →
The meseta. I didn't think much of this stretch except "oh great, it will be nice and flat and easy." Then in the last few days I started hearing about Pilgrims who were just simply hopping on a bus to skip the next five days of walking. Why would they do that? Answer: the meseta.... Continue Reading →
...or at least my pack put on weight. I'm now regretting keeping my boots with me and not shipping them home yesterday. They must be 2+ pounds added to my pack (and on the outside, so the weight distribution is off). Dr. Felix instructed me to keep them for Galicia. The people on the forum... Continue Reading →
After I was done visiting Burgos Cathedral (see the previous post that is pretty much nothing but pictures), my feet still felt great so I continued wandering around this city. A sign caught my attention: Castilla. Wait, there's a castle here? Off I went in search of it. I found a gate house in part... Continue Reading →
What a great rest day! The appointment with Drs. Felix and Sara this morning, then having to truck back out to that suburban shopping mall and back to exchange shoes, ate away half of the day... but it was SO WORTH IT! My feet feel 50 times better. I was back to the hotel by... Continue Reading →
No, this is not that infamous Daniel Day Lewis movie. This is my darn left foot. While my ankle feels fantastic and I truly believed that that I was conquering 18 years of it being snapped in half, constantly rolled, out of sorts, and the fourth and fifth metatarsals getting hairline fractures at the halfway... Continue Reading →
Camino Jen 