Because it’s there. Why? We get asked that a lot. Why would we want to walk 500 miles across Spain following the Camino de Santiago? In truth, we really don’t have an answer. It kinda beats the hell out of us why we’re taking this on.
Because it’s there. Why? We get asked that a lot. Why would we want to walk 500 miles across Spain following the Camino de Santiago? In truth, we really don’t have an answer. It kinda beats the hell out of us why we’re taking this on.
“Plans are nothing; planning is everything.” ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower
I wonder if there’s a 12-step program for planning addiction. Hi, my name is Patti. I’m a planner. Always have been, always will be. I like the challenge of planning, stretching my organizational skills to the max and putting together all the pieces of the puzzle.
Prague. For whatever reason I just couldn’t hit that “book it” button. I’d somehow managed to check off the rest of the key nights, you know the ones – gotta be there the night before the flight – nights. Our upcoming trip is a 4-parter and while I had parts 2, 3, and 4 mapped out I just couldn’t seem to pull it together for part 1.
A recent conversation, on a recent winter’s morning, sounded a little like this. Mine is the voice of resistance.
“People are capable, at any time in their lives, of doing what they dream of.” Paulo Coelho
A new year, a new time zone, a new way of living… it’s time to move forward, decisions to be made, parts of the world to be seen. We’re less than two months away from once again hitting the road. I am full of eager anticipation and angst, but more than anything I am ready. Well, almost.
“The length of a film should be directly related to the endurance of the human bladder.” Alfred Hitchcock
With conveniences such as Redbox, Netflix and microwave popcorn, it’s kind of hard to justify paying $20 for two people to see a movie in the theater. Don’t you think? But every now and then a movie will be released that just calls me to the theater.
It’s 38 degrees outside and I’m thinking, “Baby It’s Cold Outside.” So, of course I just have to listen to the song. You know, “Baby It’s Cold Outside!” Number 1, because it’s cold, foggy and rainy outside while I’m toasty warm inside, and number 2, well, because it’s just a good song for this time of the year.
I don’t know why walking the Camino de Santiago has such a hold on me, but it surely does. I learned of the Camino through my blogging community and then Abi and I had the opportunity to see the documentary, “Walking the Camino, Six Ways to Santiago” and I left the theater completely inspired and fully committed to walking. If a young woman can push her 3-year-old son in a stroller across the country of Spain, then surely, I can make the walk.
One of my most favorite things to see when we travel across the vast prairies of this country is the mile-long freight trains that often run alongside the highway. I start out trying to count the number of cars but soon give up because I simply can’t keep up. But if I’m really lucky I’ll hear that long drone – somewhat lonely – call of a train whistle. There’s just something about it that tugs at my soul; almost makes me want to bum a ride in an empty freight car headed for parts unknown. Almost.
Retirement. For the past 9 years I’ve been driving my little ’05 Honda Civic Hybrid (a.k.a Hazel) and I could zip, zip, zip around town and easily access any parking space. I loved that car and was sad to say good-bye to her when we left Ashland. Driving Big Betty is a bit different than driving my little Hazel. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve attempted to look in the rear view mirror that doesn’t exist, or look over my left shoulder before changing lanes, only to see a wall of yellow truck over my shoulder.