Day 3 I arrived in Zubiri, exhausted after my day’s Camino. I found the local municipal albergue and checked in for the night. Outside there was a shoe rack, where all the pilgrims had to leave their shoe, to prevent smelly feet fumes stinking out the rooms. Pretty tired I didn’t think much of it and placed my walking boots on the rack. That night I had one of my … Continue reading
The Camino day starts at 5am when the first pilgrims start to stir. I HATE mornings, so every morning I stubbornly refused to join the early risers. I hid my head under the pillow desperately trying to ignore the rustling of bags, the lit mobile phones acting as torches, and the not so quiet whisperings, for one more hour before reluctantly leaving the comforts of my bunk bed. About 10 … Continue reading
The Camino de Santiago is a walk that I have always wanted to do. Not quite sure when or how the Camino seed was planted in my mind; whether it was from someone I had met on my travels or from reading “The Pilgrimage” by Paulo Coelho many years ago; but, finally this year I decided to start my journey on the Camino de Santiago. When I told my friends … Continue reading
Can you believe with all my travels I had never been to Paris? I had always romanticised that I would go to Paris with my beloved, that someone special. Unfortunately, Ian was unable to come with me, he works for an evil company, that forces him to take all his leave at Christmas. Also, to be honest, walking the Camino de Santiago is not really is thing; within the first hour … Continue reading
On arriving in Canada, I decided to fend off my jet lag by taking a walk around Stanley Park. The weather was a shock to the system after leaving the beautiful Sydney Summer; in contrast I had arrived to a grey, cold, wet day in Vancouver. After donning on my thermals, a woolly dress, a fleece and a waterproof jacket, I looked like I was attempting an exhibition to Everest … Continue reading
