"So where have you flown in from?", the woman beside me asked. I had just arrived in Dublin Airport and was heading straight home on the bus. "Spain", I replied with a fleeting smile. "Were you working there?" she asked, idly making conversation. I thought the truth might shut her up. "No, I've just run … Continue reading I did the camino… my way
Wow, what a journey. For the last 19 days, I´ve been on the Camino de Frances, the 780km route from France´s St. Jean Pied de Port to Spain´s Santiago de Compostela. I´ve slept in hostels and bunk beds, weathered sunburn and snow, nursed blisters and aching calf muscles, met weird and wonderful people, and ran … Continue reading 19 Days Later and 780km later – in Santiago de Compostela