I seriously have lost track as to what day I am on. (I've not had wifi or good wifi in the albergues I stayed at. Hence, my relative silence. I will need to play catch up.) I know I... Continue Reading →
I had spent the previous evening tending to my feet. Thankfully the albergue had a private room of 4 with single beds. A German pilgrim was with me in the room. She wants to look at my foot. Most... Continue Reading →
We woke at 4.30 am - to get an early start and avoid the heat that was yesterday. In a small squishy stuffy room, we pulled our things together as quietly as possible. I grabbed everything and went downstairs... Continue Reading →
Our stay in the pension brings us much rest. There's something about being in your own space. Khahn is snoring less now that she had her anti-histamine drugs and Sue accuses me of walking in my sleep in bed.... Continue Reading →
It wasn't early (like 4.30 am) but it is still the crack of dawn as we wake. Others are already up and packing. It is the usual buzz. I pull my clothing out from where I've wedged it in... Continue Reading →
They say the camino gives you many unique memories and experiences. To this I say, t'is true. Today, I awoke to the creaking noise of a bed that makes when someone is having sex - in the top bunk... Continue Reading →
Astorga is a lovely town, like a mini Leon, only more expensive. I am not sure why but I still think Leon has more to offer. As I wandered around last night looking for that just a little bit... Continue Reading →
There was a giant Pa Pa Bear in the room last night. And he snored and he snored and he didn't stop. All night. And he sawed through my sleep. I woke up at 1 am to look for... Continue Reading →
So today is another short walk. The day started early, around 7pm. I skipped breakfast. I'm becoming a little suspicious of what I would actually be getting for a meal. Sometimes you pay over money in good faith, and... Continue Reading →
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