A pilgrim's life brings forth a rollercoaster of emotions. The anticipation, exhilaration, the excitement of crossing the Pyreenes and the feeling of total liberation, knowing that all you are responsible for is putting one foot in front of another but also the frustration and fatigue, the aches and the pains brought on by the strenous treatment placed on your body.
A huge part of the Camino experince is the sense of community. The United Nations, 'buen camino' as like minded souls trek the well trodden way.
We have come across a rainbow of personalities; the lady at the pilgrim sign-in office at St Jean Pied de Port, with her orange platform shoes (that would put Minnie Mouse to shame) toting a gucci handbag. Needless to say we have not seen her along the way.
Lea is having private Spanish lessons from the singing pilgrim 'Francesco'. He gives her two new words to learn per day. He is her part-time yoga instructor as well!
Irish Seamus, a trusting soul followed obediently along the old track before turning back losing faith in Brad's navigational abilities. (Brad turned back 10 minutes later dazed and confused to finally find the correct path to the camino.)
Our Japanese Hiro with his many plastic bags in his knapsack can be spotted at various rest stops adjusting his wares. A pleasant fellow, always offering up Japanese treats, such as miso soup or pokki. Hiro, unfortunately is not a good room mate though as he snores like a trooper.
It is interesting to note that is acceptable to describe the Japanese fella, or the Danish girl when relating tales of the day.
Our first week has seen us travel 135.5 kms and it has provided us with an unique experience; looking back as we share a bottle of Bodegas vino tinto, we are blessed to have already generated so many memories and stories.
A huge part of the Camino experince is the sense of community. The United Nations, 'buen camino' as like minded souls trek the well trodden way.
We have come across a rainbow of personalities; the lady at the pilgrim sign-in office at St Jean Pied de Port, with her orange platform shoes (that would put Minnie Mouse to shame) toting a gucci handbag. Needless to say we have not seen her along the way.
Lea is having private Spanish lessons from the singing pilgrim 'Francesco'. He gives her two new words to learn per day. He is her part-time yoga instructor as well!
Irish Seamus, a trusting soul followed obediently along the old track before turning back losing faith in Brad's navigational abilities. (Brad turned back 10 minutes later dazed and confused to finally find the correct path to the camino.)
Our Japanese Hiro with his many plastic bags in his knapsack can be spotted at various rest stops adjusting his wares. A pleasant fellow, always offering up Japanese treats, such as miso soup or pokki. Hiro, unfortunately is not a good room mate though as he snores like a trooper.
It is interesting to note that is acceptable to describe the Japanese fella, or the Danish girl when relating tales of the day.
Our first week has seen us travel 135.5 kms and it has provided us with an unique experience; looking back as we share a bottle of Bodegas vino tinto, we are blessed to have already generated so many memories and stories.
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