In case you missed it…
instead of hating their bodies, they should all just get in my mouth
I like the way you think.
I’ve been back from Spain for almost a month now, and i miss it. I miss the simplicity of it all. i miss the people. the food and wine i can track down- though i’m still hunting for a bocadillo.
but i miss the people. i miss the way the camino takes people from all over the world, puts them on the same road and lets everything just work itself out. i don’t want to lose touch with the people i met, but getting back to real life makes things tough. the little things that shouldn’t be tough are, answering e-mail seems to take too much time, then people get lost. people that helped you get from place to place become people in photographs…
which reminds me, i have a few hundred more pictures to put up. think i’ll go work on that now.
Lots of time to think and do math. So I walked roughly 700 kilometers. And took an average of 133 steps per 100 meters. More on slow days. But roughly 1 million steps.
Cooked dinner last night for women from around the world(Italy, Belgium,costa rica, new York, brazil) everyone enjoyed it. Ran into a Bianchi from Italy, she’s 72. Not sure If she’s related to my grandpa or not.
I’ve learned to make a pasta sauce even real Italians like.
111km until Santiago. Getting there.
Dear iPhone, thanks for deleting my post.
I’m about a week out of Santiago, I’ve developed quite a tolerance for Spanish wine, which I’ll need to get rid of when I return… There is no way I can find Spanish wine for 1.60 a bottle in sd.
I miss home, but I’m having a great time, it would just be nice to sleep in a room that doesn’t have 15-60 other people in it.
I’ve had some great experiences here… Usually involving food, and the person/people I’m sharing it with. Some times it involves a castle…
There will be hd videos when I return.
… Walked through a herd of cows yesterday.
I was in the castle of the knights Templar two days ago. And it’s as awesome as it sounds.
Made it to my destination.
Acted like it was going to be cold and rainy, so I layered, instead it was just cloudy and humid. So I ended up soaked anyway.
I figured that I had experienced all the liquids that Spain had, you know, after the hail and all. But no, today I got shit on by a stork. A BLOODY STORK!!! How the..?
(there is still a possibility of snow… IN MAY!!! I’ll find out in a few days when I go up the mountain to the Cruz de fero)