Somewhere Slowly

Finally, no rain! And no rush either – it’s a pleasant enough walk into León from here, and I want to really enjoy my last day of walking. Communal walking. Most of the pilgrims from last night have already left, some of them planning to walk straight through the city and just get a stamp … More Not Going to León

The last day of walking, according to plan. I was supposed to fly back on the 17th, after a whole day in León – or not, if I decided to dawdle – and with my extra efforts yesterday I am now ahead of schedule. Always a good thing! Rain, however, is not so good. And … More Not Not Going to León

I wake up to the now familiar sound of rain against the window in my room. It is dark, so I have to check my Fitbit to see what time it is, and luckily it is still early – too early to start, when I have the room to myself. So I turn over and … More Not Going to Reliegos

Aaargh, another rainy morning. I have slept well, the bed was lovely!, but still, I wake up feeling bone tired. Maybe it’s the weather, maybe it’s the long day yesterday, maybe it’s the many days of walking catching up with me – it’ll pass. I let my new friends go on ahead and linger in … More Not Going to Sahagún

At the beginning of the camino, walking a 17 km stretch without any facilities, bars, albergues or even much shade, seems almost impossible. What if you get thirsty, hungry, tired, or worse – need the loo? The trick is to take enough water, snacks or food and have something to sit on, which you’ve already … More Not Going to Ledigos

Rain again this morning … So it’s a slow and late start for me, lingering over a bowl of café con leche in the albergue restaurant and munching on toast with jam for breakfast. One part of me is reluctant to go into the rain, another is looking forward to the walk along the canal … More Not Going to Carrión

No dawdling today, I want to get on the road before the rain comes again. I have had a good, long night’s sleep and manage to get out of my lovely warm down cocoon when others start stirring around me. Poncho goes in the outside stretch pocket though, it might get put to good use … More Not Going to Boadilla

Not the best start on my second day. Rain! It has been raining all night, tapping and drumming on the roof and windows. Some of my fellow pilgrims got up at five o’clock, rustling gently as they packed and left, but hearing the rain I just fell back asleep. When I finally wake up, it … More Not Going to Castrojeriz

First walking day! I have no doubt slept lightly, or badly, or both, being in an unfamiliar bed, with people coming in late from town, and snoring, and trips to the loo in the night … all in a bad night’s sleep for a pilgrim. I will get used to it. As I will get … More Not Going to Hornillos