I wasn’t intending to blog today, but it was such a special day I feel like I’m going to burst with positivity. In the morning we passed Alto de Perdon, which is a high point on the path where there are many windmills. The energy company has erected a statue of medieval pilgrims walking. I think it is impossible not to feel connected to something bigger.
Buen Camino
The Camino runs like a well oiled machine! There are Alburgues all along the way where pilgrims sleep and eat for cheap. Every night it is like a meeting of the UN – people from all different countries hang out to eat, drink, and share tales. Last night, for example, there were 6 bunk beds in the room (12 beds total), and we had pilgrims from Cuba, Holland, Italy, Poland, Israel, Spain, USA, and, of course, Canada! It kind of feels like dorms for open minded people who like exercise!
1 down, 34 to go!
My title is referring to days on the Camino (not that I’m counting down)! Today we covered 24.7km and it was one of the hardest sections as we walked from France over the Pyranees mountains into Spain. It started out foggy with the sun breaking through, but at the highest altitude it was sleeting at one point. If not for a well placed pilgrim’s shelter I may have been permanently blue (my lips and fingernails turn blue when I get cold).
I see London, I see France…
I’m in St. Jean Pied-de-Pont, all set to start the Camino de Santiago tomorrow!


































