"She's going to do what?!"
So every night I'm in bed trying to write, often dozing off with my phone hitting me in the face. Last night I managed to write a long, detailed post that took 90 minutes to compose-- complete with hyperlinks and drag queen references. Then my finger accidentally hit "delete" instead of publish. Aaarrrggghhhhhh!!!! When I... Continue Reading →
So the rain. Uh. Yeah. Again, Seattle woman. Rain should be NO BIG DEAL. Except today I am facing going over one more mountain, a trail that is described by the very handy TrailSmart app as such: "This is a Main Path trail section with a difficulty of Strenuous and terrain of Steep Hills." Let... Continue Reading →
Seriously, I'm in love with this city. The rain was nonstop all day so I spent much of it inside, but I'm ok with this because I'm going to come back with Al sometime. He loves York; he will love Pamplona even more (bulls!). After lunch, I finally found Plaza des Toros. I was circling... Continue Reading →
Never in my life have I ever just walked down a mountain and strolled into a major city before. Never. What a strange experience to go from muddy hills/mountains/flooded paths/rushing creeks to... city. The metropolitan areas I know well must have an edge somewhere as well. Where exactly is the edge to the Seattle area,... Continue Reading →
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 