Day 4: Limits

Peter, Nadja and I began our day at three in the morning, so that we could walk in the light of the full moon. It was quiet and dark, and beautiful. We ran into a group that was doing the same, but was resting at the side of the road, and picked up Austin who…

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Day 3: Blood, Sweat and Tears

Today I cried. Which is hard to admit because I’m not much of a crier; I kind of get over everything quickly and I never like ruining my makeup. But, today I sobbed my tired little eyes out.  I’ve done about 50 miles of walking within the last three days. My legs aren’t really sore…

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Day 2: Hippie Commune or Camino?

I started my day out at 5:40 and walked a little over 25 kilometers, about a mile less than yesterday. I walked alone for the most part, and stopped for lunch with Clara, from the Canary Islands, and Juan, from Murcia, when Juan offered me his day old bread and some wine in a water…

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Day 1: Blisters, Beer and Yoga

I wasn’t planning to write every day during the Camino, but it’s what I love to do, so I really can’t help it.  My first day was exhilarating and exhausting. I walked 30 kilometers (about 18 miles), downed five beers and then did yoga in Portuguese.  I started out at 6:40 am and met Nadja,…

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I’m Going on an AdventureĀ 

“What the hell am I doing.”  These words played over and over in my head this morning as I drifted in and out of sleep on a seven hour train ride from Barcelona to Burgos, a city in the north of Spain.  You see, I have decided to do the Camino de Santiago, an ancient…

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