The Camino Day 31 – Portos
Everyone in the bunkhouse was up and out before 6:00 a.m. It’s a funny feeling to be the only one left, but I am. Once on the trail, I enjoy the silence and the coolness of the morning. The sun…
Everyone in the bunkhouse was up and out before 6:00 a.m. It’s a funny feeling to be the only one left, but I am. Once on the trail, I enjoy the silence and the coolness of the morning. The sun…
By the time I finish today’s walk my legs and hips are really feeling it. Twelve miles is a long ways for me to walk in one day. I’m in pain. It’s hard to believe I can walk this many…
Happy birthday to me, I think to myself as I open my eyes. My 65th birthday. I’m experiencing it while on the walk of a lifetime. A friend texted that she had lunch with a small group of women. They…
The German host wakes us up bright and early at La Faba. When I had checked in, he explained that in the morning he would wake us up with music at 6:00. “Oh good,” I thought, remembering my first morning…
I arrive at my hostel sweating profusely from the humidity and the grueling climb in the forested trail. It was a hard climb, but oh so beautiful. Most of it was tree-lined. There was a welcoming fountain for weary feet…
La reina (the queen) is what Lalo calls me as I soak my feet in the stream once again before going into town for breakfast. I’m staying another day. In the evening Lalo entertains me and Agatha from Paris before…
Walking is painful so I decide to stay and rest my feet another day at this hostel – my oasis in the desert. It’s a relaxed day. I sit on the grass by the Valcarce River and stretch out. I…
Amy was right. The host, Lalo, is very helpful. He jumps right into action to help me get rid of bed bugs. We lay out all my clothes on the brick wall outside the office and spray them with a…
The scenery has changed now. The road is often covered by shade trees, and cool breezes occasionally blow. Not always, but often enough to feel encouraged. After another night, I realize I haven’t gotten rid of bed bugs. I have…
I arrive at my next stop and spend the afternoon at the laundromat, trying to get rid of bed bugs. Yes, bed bugs! Then while laying on my bed at the hostel, Patrick, a solo traveler from the UK, comes…