Days 2 & 3
What you learn really quickly – I’m talking almost instantly – is that vanity has no place on the Camino de Santiago. Avoiding mirrors is a good idea; especially when you’re someone who gets her hair cut and colored every 4 weeks without fail.
Day 1 St. Jean to Roncevaux
Right, left, right, left, walking the Camino de Santiago one step at a time I dragged my body into the courtyard of the convent of Roncevaux. I was the last one in our group of walkers to pass through the gate and as I did so a woman was smiling and waving me forward, while a man approached me.
Abi leaned over and whispered in my ear, this driver is haulin ass! To which I replied, I know, but I’m trying not to think about it. It was a wild beginning of our Camino de Santiago journey.
Could there be a hotter topic right now than the nuclear talks between the US and Iran?! What a time in history to visit this fascinating, yet hugely misunderstood country. But we were there, we heard the people in the streets, the honking of the horns and the firecrackers being set off as the news unfolded of the framework deal moving forward in a positive direction.
Prague has it going on. When you think back it wasn’t that long ago the Czech Republic was behind the iron curtain; the fact that we are now free to come and go across the border wasn’t lost on me.