She is an old stone house, set in a small town in green Galicia, Spain. Far from any large, glamorous cities, bustling streets and excitement, the unassuming little house has stood quietly for hundreds of years, across from a tiny whitewashed church, surrounded by cornfields. An old wooden table out stands front, bleached and weathered…
I could sit here for hours trying to write something that would capture the essence and rhythm of the Camino, the duality found everyday: the mixture of routine with adventure, conversations on the road both philosophical and nonsensical, equal elation at stunning views and a simple centrifuge, the adrenaline and the exhaustion; even the days…
And I’m leaving tomorrow. Yeah, I keep getting thoughts that I’ve lost my mind. But doing the Camino de Santiago (The Way to St. James) is something I vowed to do before I left Spain, and the time has finally come to do it! What is it? Originally, and still, the Camino de Santiago was/is a…
While I have done day trips outside of Madrid for the past few weekends, I had not yet taken a longer trip, and the four-day weekend I had due to the strikes in the Madrid public school system gave me a perfect opportunity to take one. I had traveled a bit in the south last year,…
