Fifty pilgrims I met on the Camino

Rolf, an inquisitive young Swiss carpenter. Katrina, a German girl who booked it past Roncesvalles on her first day! Two Spanish retirees. One climbing the Pyrenees, one that led us into Burgos. James, a lovely, funny, tall young Englishman with whom I chatted about beech forests and Hemingway. Diego, a young restless Italian architect with […]

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El Camino de Santiago

It is little things like these that make the Camino a journey of self re-discovery, of renewal, it gives you time to forgive, to let go, to forget.

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