Sharing my adventures as I navigate life
Two years have passed since I walked part of the Camino de Santiago. Spending a week alone, walking the Camino was an incredible experience. It was actually downright transformative. Lately, I've been thinking a lot about the Camino. I think back to that week I spent alone, each day walking 18-25 km. When I told
The day started early, way too early for me. At 5:30 am, my next door neighbours noisily packed up and hit the trail! Who does that? Maybe they wanted to make it to Santiago and get one of the 10 free breakfasts offered at the Parador de Santiago de Compostela. This beautifully restored building was
How bittersweet. The second to last day of the Camino. I have a lot of mixed emotions today. Yes, I’m anxious to finish the Camino so I can take care of my feet. But, I also wish I had extra time to walk. This has been such an amazing experience. From the wonderful people I’ve
Day 5 was by far an easier day. Since I was 6 kms closer to my destination, I got a later start. I needed the rest because I was exhausted. There weren’t nearly as many hills on day 5, although it rained again. But, by this point, the rain didn’t bother me too much. Having
Ah those hills! This was a hilly day. A very hilly day. The day did not start well because I slept so poorly. After the previous day's rain which gave me the nasty blisters, my feet were very sore. To add to my woes, the hotel in Portomarin was the only one that I’d consider
Spain and Portugal: a visit to my roots In February and March 2013, hubby and I went back to my roots when we revisited Portugal and Spain. This trip planted a little seed in my brain: I wanted to come back, alone, and spend time rediscovering my Spanish roots. As we drove through the Spanish
Taking time to rediscover my Spanish roots, one km at a time. Oh, wow… 6 days to go and I’m off work for 7 months. Seven whole months to myself. It’s started to sink in, but in some ways it still feels surreal. In 80 days I leave for Spain to walk part of the