I will be walking into Santiago tomorrow morning with my head held high. I am proud of two things when I hobble into the cathedral square: I actually made it almost 500 miles across Spain, despite all of my internal obstacles (not in the best shape, not an experienced hiker, self-doubts, a left ankle with... Continue Reading →
Mother’s Day self-induced punishment (to Brea)
My husband wished me a happy Mother's Day and hoped I was enjoying my self-induced punishment. When I got the message at 3:30, I thought I still had five miles to go (turns out I had more than that left) and my calves were cramping up from the hills. I was pretty grumpy... ...but now... Continue Reading →
I’m in the Hospital
Oh, so sorry, didn't mean to panic everyone. I mean I am in a village called Hospital de Orbigo (or as the autocorrect on my phone likes to call it, "Hospital of Vegas"). The name comes from the fact that the village was founded in the 12th s by the Knights Hospitaller of St. John... Continue Reading →
Sun is NOT my friend. Fromista
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 →
Castrojeriz evening
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 →
Estella to Montjardin
The day-- I left the albergue this morning with Kathleen and the Texas sisters after the ladies running it literally moved us out the door at 8 am and locked it behind us. There we were in the drizzle, trying to put our wet, muddy shoes back on (we're pretty sure the outside shed they... Continue Reading →
Day 8 (really?): Mañeru to Estella
Despite my best attempts, I did not get to update as I went along today. Here's my best shot before I drop the phone into my own face dozing off again. The strangest thing about the Camino is how you can separate from new friends one day, then run right back into them the next.... Continue Reading →
Day 6.2: Amo Pamplona!
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 →
Day 5.2 and Day 6: Pamplona!
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 →
Pamplona tourist today
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 →