Let it begin
September 18, 2025
The Camino Portugues
It has been months since we decided to walk the Camino Portuguese and those months seemed to stretch forever. If I missed a walk, tomorrow would be there to take it. And now here we are waiting for an uber to take us to the airport.

I have my backpack packed although I don’t think I will carry it this time. My shoulder held up well enough for a seven mile walk but then it protested loudly for several days that I allowed that monstrosity to bear down on my delicate shoulder. I’m disappointed but no one will be waiting to award me a trophy for carrying a burden so I’ll give thanks that I can continue the walk.
I feel calm today. The plane ride is just something to be endured for a few hours. And then we will arrive in Porto, Portugal. We have our little routine. Check in at the hotel and leave our bags, walk around and find lunch, walk some more and maybe scour out a dinner place, return to the hotel and get into our room, nap for 90 minutes (and no more), get cleaned up, eat dinner, and go to bed early.
For now I’m just going to relax 😎.
Later…Ah dinner in a lovely little tapas place.

Bin Caminho
