Leaving on a jet plane...

Leaving on a jet plane…

Well, no kicking and screaming, or crying, or nervous shakes – Michael’s on the plane. He has my lady for luck, and hugs and kisses from me and the boys. We will miss him so, but I hope the Camino…

Day 2 - Zubiri

Day 2 – Zubiri

I left Roncesvalles on a dark misty morning. It was mostly cloudy, a little cool, and rained just a little bit today. It was lovely. I soon came across Burguete, the town that Hemingway loved so much. I had my…

From the Home Front -  Hontanas

From the Home Front – Hontanas

Michael called to say he had made it to Hontanas. He should be in Leon within six days, and since the terrain is fairly flat here, his old man knees shouldn’t give him trouble. He’s hoping to take a rest…

From the Home Front - Fromista

From the Home Front – Fromista

Michael called to say there is no internet access until probably Leon. It’s also been “#%@*ing raining for the entire day”. Right now he’s in a small town that was the bread basket of the Western Roman Empire: Fromista. Shin…

Day 20 – Hosptial de Orbigo

Day 20 – Hosptial de Orbigo

I did 29 km today. My ankle swelled up a bit a but I found that if I changed my stride a bit the pain diminished quite a bit. I left León a bit before Keith. But he, of course,…

O Cebreiro

O Cebreiro

Michael called me today from O Cebreiro – he walked over and up the hills without a twinge to his knees. There’s very few phones or internet sources. The last couple calls have been made over his companions’ phones –…

Samos

Samos

Michael called yesterday to say there’s no internet. Apparently every town he’s been in for the last few stops, the internet has been down – karma’s so much fun… He’s stayed at a medieval monastery – I could hear the…

Granada

The streets are wonderfully small. We watched a mini van try to turn up the street we are living above. They had to fold the mirrors to squeeze through and even so, there was a scratch along one side. There´s…