Tonight over dinner we talked about the Camino. We played a game I call “Do you remember…? Do you remember the town where we had dinner with Wynn & Roberta? Do you remember the young man who fell and screamed a 4 letter word and how I ran to help him? Do you remember theContinue reading “DO YOU REMEMBER…?”
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DAY 9
I am beginning to see the walking, or maybe hobbling, wounded. Knee and ankle braces are appearing. Road rash is peeking out from beneath bandages. One woman has her wrist and one finger bandaged up. She took a bad fall back in Roncevalles, but she’s still moving. This morning we saw a man with hisContinue reading “DAY 9”
DAY 4 THE CAMINO WILL PROVIDE
“The Camino will provide” is one of the phrases most often heard especially when someone expresses a worry about something. I have two stories from today about how the Camino provides. Today we walked from Zubiri to Huarte, about 12 miles. We had planned to stop in a little town at about mile #6, butContinue reading “DAY 4 THE CAMINO WILL PROVIDE”
DAY 1…AND SO IT BEGINS
I don’t know if I’ll make it, But watch how good I fake it. It’s alright, alright, tonight, tonight Hot Chelle Rae, 2011 So none of the 10 plagues happened today and I did make it to our first stop Orisson. It was only 5.5 miles and I don’t have the exact elevation but myContinue reading “DAY 1…AND SO IT BEGINS”
AVOIR COURAGE, AVOIR COEUR
There are two sayings in French…ok, definitely a lot more than just two sayings, but I’m just contemplating these two… Avoir courage Avoir coeur Now you might think that the first saying means to be brave and the second to have heart, and you would be incorrect. The French in their linguistic logic have theContinue reading “AVOIR COURAGE, AVOIR COEUR”
CONFESSION IS GOOD FOR THE SOUL
I have been preparing for the Camino for almost a year now. I have been working out, researching what to take on the Camino, packing, unpacking & repacking my pack, reading memoirs & guidebooks for the Camino, shopping & bothering sales clerks at REI, and I know there are still dozens of things I needContinue reading “CONFESSION IS GOOD FOR THE SOUL”
FRAILTY THY NAME IS WOMAN
That’s the line that Shakespeare’s Hamlet says in response to his mother’s quick remarriage after his father’s death. Hamlet, and I suppose Shakespeare are talking about an emotional frailty not her physical stamina. But that line has been dogging (no pun intended and you’ll soon see why I say that) for the last week. LastContinue reading “FRAILTY THY NAME IS WOMAN”