As I put fingers to keyboard to begin writing about our three weeks in Iran, I want to rewind for just a bit to write a few words about traveling in today’s world.
As I put fingers to keyboard to begin writing about our three weeks in Iran, I want to rewind for just a bit to write a few words about traveling in today’s world.
It’s an odd phenomenon. When you travel for a length of time your life changes, you learn to stay the course but it’s a very different course than your home course. Moving from one place to the next becomes the task at hand. What to do, where to go, where to stay, booking reservations, catching the bus, the train, the plane and so on, those are the decisions that guide your days.
Ten days in Aix en Provence; the south of France. Even the name, Provence, sounds soothing to the soul. Pretty much the perfect final destination to wrap up this 3-month, 6 countries incredible journey we’ve been on. I adore France and I’ve been known to say I could live in France if it weren’t for the smoking.
Making our way back across Spain – after walking the Camino and visiting Porto – there was only one stop I really wanted to make. And, basically it was for only one reason; to visit La Sagrada Familia in Barcelona.
By the time we left Prague neither one of us was back up to speed and I was still sporting a hacking bit of a cough, but we carried forward. It was onward to Bavaria!
With only two days left in Prague it was a choice between Sunday or Monday as to which day we would take a day trip to Kutna Hora. We decided Sunday was the better choice giving us a just in case day if we didn’t make it.
We walked several miles and climbed 150 stairs (Abi counted) yesterday, in the cold and mist, just so I could show you this view. Okay, yes, we wanted to see it for ourselves but you get the benefit without the hike. You’re welcome!
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There’s a well-known saying among experienced pilgrims. The Camino will provide. But, how does one pack for a long trek such as walking the Camino de Santiago? I suppose when anyone takes on an adventure that most consider a bit out-of-the ordinary, the inevitable questions arise, such as how does one even begin to figure out the logistics and what’s in the pack, Jack?