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…
Read MoreDay 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…
Read MoreI’m Going on an Adventure
“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…
Read MoreLa Rubia Goes to Africa
I think the best way to describe my first days in Morocco is to start with a joke. I’ll try my best not to screw it up. A red-head, a brunette and a blonde were running from the cops, when they spotted a farm and decided to hide out there. Once at the farm, the red-head ran into the chicken coop.…
Read MoreAs Luck Would Have It
Growing 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 MoreEaster at the Vatican
To 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 MoreA Will and a Way
I 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 MoreOn Strength and Weakness
I 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…
Read MoreMe, Myself and I(taly)
This is the beginning of my 11 day solo journey across Italy. I will travel 7 cities and 7 towns by train; marveling at the works of great Italian painters, exploring the winding streets and canals of each city and indulging in plenty of pasta, pizza and gelato along the way. It will all culminate with Easter…
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