The Halfway Point of the Camino: Infinities, Mirages and Miso
After 17 days (I think) Heather has passed the halfway mark on her “little” pilgrimage along the Camino de Santiago. She’s having a few frustrations with the computer kit in the albergues, but I’ve left the odd bits in because they add a certain something to the post! Carrion de Los Condes to Terradillos Hola amigos, and the first thing I have to say is that the exclamation mark isn´t working. In order to keep the right idea, I´ll insert an asterisk at the appropriate places. The whole piggin´key isn´t working so I don´t have a number ONE either, but I´ll do a capital Í´for that. The difference between this beautiful, wonderful country and England is that here, when you see a field glowing yellow, it´s sunflowers. They make you feel...
Fromista- Queues on the Camino
As Heather continues her long awaited long distance walk, the Camino de Santiago, she has hit the first queue of the trip; just shy of the half way mark. Tomorrow takes her across that psychological milestone. Will she savour the moment or leave it in the dust as she tires of her unsatisfying 30km days? Fromista. Well, well; seems a long time ago I was writing about the Meseta. I´m still VERY curious as to the connection between Acacio and Orietta who run the refugio I stayed in, in Viloria + Paulo Coelho, the writer. I´ve looked it up and there´s obviously a connection but I don´t know quite what. Anyway, still on a literary theme, I wonder how many of you have read that wonderful little children´s book but for grown-ups as well, The Little Prince. I am...
The Meseta – Walking the Demonic Section of the Camino
From what Heather has written earlier, there’s obviously a whole folklore of agorophobic terror surrounding the walking through the Meseta. But according to today’s update from her, it sounds like going home to Essex in high summer – with a few less trees! Now you couldn’t give that beautiful french lass my phone number could you Heather 😉 So, amigos, amigas, I read a lot about The Meseta (the plains). How there was nothing, no trees, no shade, nothing. I listened to those two at the refuge at Viloria who said that people came in angry to the refuges, problems, demons doing a bolero in their heads with no other distractions. Jackie and Mike (thank you, both) said that there was nothing to worry about. I walked through Rabe and onto the...
Heather’s Camino: A Short 42km Walking Day to Burgos
As Heather continues walking the Camino, she’s updated us on an epic few days of travel, a bit of stalking and the HEAT!! Burgos So, where was I? Well, what day is it? Oh , yes, let´s take it from Thurs night. I stop at a refuge in Viloria de Rioja, obviously a bit new-agey and ethnic and it turns out there are only two of us. A beautiful room, with wide beds and a few bunks. I open the shower room door and there´s Andrew! Oh, it was lovely to see someone I knew and we were the only two in the refugio. It was a superb night´s rest, talking to the hospitaleros who had also been hospitaleros on The Meseta for a long time. Now, if you´ve read The Alchemist, the plot thickens. There were pictures all over the walls, of Paulo Coelho who wrote The...
Azofra Offers New Meet a Criminal Service. Get your Skull Duggered Here!
Azofra is clearly the place to go to meet the local crims. Skulls get duggered and there’s even a demon subscription service being set up for the crossing of the Meseta. I’ll let Heather clarify. Skulduggery in Azofra!! Hi Everyone, I not sure that’s how you spell skulduggery. Anyway, I in (sorry, can stop laughing, this computer won let me do some letters or apostrophes)[Don’t worry, Heather I’ll sort it on an English keyboard – for a while anyhow!!]. Well you’ll have to puzzle out what I’m saying. [In fact I’m not going to sort it – it’s far more amusing the way it arrived! ;-)] So in a village of 230 inhabitants at 938 metres, at 18.15, it appears to be rush hour. Well I blowed if I can...