Iran: Arrival. 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.
Iran: Arrival. 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.
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!
The Bone Church. 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!
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?
“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.

