The musings of an amusing traveling blonde
Today was the first day of my trek. Today I also climbed the equivalent of 300 floors, carrying a 50 pound pack for five hours. I’m always as honest as I can be on my blog, so I’m okay admitting that it was hard. So hard. And better yet- everything I didn’t want to happen,…
Read MoreI was honored when Laurie, of The Camino Provides, asked me to write about what “the Camino provides” meant to me. In all honesty, I put this task off for a long time. I didn’t believe that I could actually put pen to paper and articulate how much the Camino provided me. But, when I sat down…
Read MoreI have spent the last ten days in Kraków, camped out on a couch at my aunt and uncles’, sleeping, reading and watching Netflix. Yes, after weeks of bouncing around from city to city, Seville to Córdoba to Granada to Barcelona to Warsaw to a wild wedding here, it was time to slow my roll. The truth is that…
Read MoreI’ve made a lot of close friends on the Camino, which called for some hard goodbyes. It all seemed rather unfair, to be blessed with wonderful new friends, yet have to part with them after only a few weeks, fulling knowing some of us may never see each other again. But, truth is, that’s life…
Read MoreI 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…
Read MoreI thought it would be dishonest to pretend like everything is sunshine and butterflies when you’re a woman traveling alone, so I decided that I had to share a moment that was unpleasant and in all honestly, a little scary. I believe that people are good, I genuinely do. But, I’m also not naive and I…
Read MoreGrowing up, one of my favorite songs was an old Polish track from the 60’s about a town on the coast of Italy, Portofino. When I realized it was only an hour away from where I was staying in Cinque Terre, I knew I had to go see it. I dropped my backpack off at my apartment,…
Read MoreTo wrap up my eleven day Italian dream trip, I managed to acquire a ticket to the Pope’s Easter mass. And by acquire, I really mean I called Mama Kulka who then worked some Polish networking and within days had tickets ready for me to pick up at the Vatican. The line, “let me call the Vatican,” was used…
Read MoreI have spent an incredible last two nights in Cinque Terre, a cluster of five coastal villages in Italy carefully built on cliffs that overlook the sea. All of the villages can be reached by train. In fact, from the first village to the very last one, it’s only a fifteen minute ride. But, where is the fun…
Read MoreI set out on my 11 day adventure to Italy hoping that I would learn something about myself, because that just seems like something people do on this kind of trip. In these last few days, I’ve learned about my strengths and weaknesses. First, I discovered that taking what life throws at me and making the…
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