The best souvenir is the one you can’t share
There is a group of buskers playing an upbeat melody while tourists stand by to listen. The trumpet player’s elastic cheeks puff out like balloons. A teenage girl wearing a […]
There is a group of buskers playing an upbeat melody while tourists stand by to listen. The trumpet player’s elastic cheeks puff out like balloons. A teenage girl wearing a […]
Paca was absolutely right. The hardest thing about the Camino is letting it go. When I got to Valencia, I felt numb. It was disturbing to me how badly I […]
I watch Galicia blow past me outside the window at 300 kilometers per hour. I feel sick; I’ve been walking at a mere 5kph for more than five weeks. The […]
Yesterday felt like an absolutely normal day of walking. We woke up and packed our bags. We had coffee and toast at a cafe. We walked. I peed behind a […]
It’s very difficult to describe the Camino to people who have not walked it, but here I am, trying to put words to something that is next to impossible to […]
I’ve been avoiding this entry for awhile now, because it’s the most important of all. It’s very difficult to describe my friends on the Camino, but I’m going to try. […]
There’s this thing we have started to call the Pilgrim Dance. When we get up from sitting down for longer than ten minutes, we all look like we’re 100 years […]
I stand outside the door to the church, uncertain. Do I go in? Do I not go in? Mass is at 8:00, the Rosary is at 7:45, and confession is […]
Okay. I think I am finally ready to talk about my boots. It all began on a rainy Friday in Traverse City sometime in May. I was taking my lunch […]