Tag archive for My Stick

I hope there is no video

During yesterday’s marathon, friends and family of the runners were in small groups to cheer on their loved ones. With some gratuitous solicitation, I extracted a few claps for myself. Breakfast at the Spa Hotel was divine. I ate tomatoes, cheese, eggs, toast, pan dolce,…

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I lost the yellow arrows of comfort

Stayed and an Albergue Gil next to the Elvis Bar (as seen in The Way) in Reliegos last night. It was a room with three sets of bunks. Two of the three bunkmates were Judith and Annie. Both were childhood friends from Hungary, but Judith…

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On the Camino, All People Walk Like Penguins

I woke up in another hotel. The privacy was nice. This was a cheap place for rest. It was very cool and crisp in the AM. I would imagine around 45 degrees at best. The stars were shining when I started the walk at 7:00….

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The “Saint of Butt Wipe”

On the 22nd, I woke up in Villamayor at a great Albergue. It was connected to a four star hotel and we had access to the facilities. Around 6:00 AM, several women tentatively approached me for a favor. The ladies room was without paper and…

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If the previous 24 hours were my last, I could not be more content

I did not think that it was possible to top the long foot massage. In retrospect, it was the beginning of a magical night. The plan was to have the group prepare dinner, attend mass, then eat around 8:00. About 10 minutes before 8:00, the…

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Not sure which is more callused, my head or feet

I had dinner with Angelo and Sandra last night. They were born in Cuba and left in 1966. They became engaged prior to leaving, but were not able to leave at the same time. Both had some wealth, but it was completely taken when they…

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My Shadows

Hola, Well, I cannot seem to shake Peter (my German friend). This will be six of seven nights in the same Albergue without any planning. Every day, I pass through 4-6 villages with 2-4 places to stay. It is quite astounding. I have a few…

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Size Does Matter

Yesterday was a tough day. I was exhausted and mentally drained for most of the day. Early in the day, I ran into my French friend named Olivia. Without planning, we have ended up staying at the same place every night. He shared his breakfast…

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