A great dinner in Nájera with Manolo and Krisztina
Farewell dinner for Manolo in Burgos with Jose Antonio and the Texan ladies
Los tres amigos
Jessi, the great Aussie lawyer!
Explolring a village with Rolf early in the morning
James gave me a copy of “The Old Man and the Sea” that he purchased in Pamplona
First dinner on the Camino, with Marie Helen on the right.
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 a huge heart.
Alain, an eloquent French meteorologist turned priest.
Manolo, a physical therapist from Zaragoza. I met him on the descent to Roncesvalles. A veteran pilgrim who became my teacher of the Camino.
Frank, a retired Warner Bros music executive from New Mexico.
Tillman, a young nurse from Hamburg who broke his ankle on the first day of the Coastal Route and switched to the French Route. He was very generous with his advice on my tendonitis.
Jessi, an Australian lawyer walking out of a street and into my needy arms in Villatuerta. She gave me vital girl advice and treated me (probably unknowingly) to breakfast in Estella.
Lindsey, a gutsy Yale grad whose graduation present to herself was walking the Camino.
Emily, a University of Virginia MBA student.
A University of North Carolina Urban Planning MA student with her boyfriend. Go Heels!!
Bo, a young Korean accountant with whom I co-founded the Camino Chapter of the Eddy Kim Fan Club.
Bo, a Korean girl who celebrated her 22 birthday in Carrión de los Condes, I was invited to the festivities in the albergue kitchen! Follow her on Instagram at bom.in_703
Two Mexican girls. I lent my soap to one of them and she forgot it on the laundry sink… good thing I saw it when I was returning from dinner.
Two Mexican boys, one of whom played club tennis at University of Virginia.
Marie Helene, a feisty French lady who started her Camino in the Alsace-Lorraine (where the quiche comes from). I met her my first night at St. Jean de Pied-de-Port and bumped into her my whole Camino, she became a nice friend.
José Antonio, a funny lad from Gran Canaria
Amy and Jess, two young teachers from Austin Texas.
A stylish pilgrim from St. Louis Missouri. She wore her scarf and sun hat like a Hollywood star adding much-needed glamour to the Camino.
A happy Irish boy with two friends: an Australian and a Brazilian, we had fun on the bumper cars in Nájera.
A French and an Australian girl, I had dinner with them in Roncesvalles and bumped into them the first few days of the Camino.
Bart from Barcelona, who was either racing down the Camino, drinking beer, or sleeping, (or getting a ride in a car from a friend to a remote village in Burgos).
Christof from Berlin, some sort of wunderkind with a tech startup and feet destroyed by blisters.
Katia from the Czech Republic who walked around the albergue in her leopard print knickers.
Bob a hilarious Cuban-Venezuelan-German fellow.
Delia from Salvador de Bahia, a bigger heart would be difficult to find.
A big hunk American fellow who hiked at night and looked like Hulk Hogan.
Adolfo, a retired 63-year-old bank employee from Zaragoza who ran marathons.
Kika, an Italian living in Germany who falls off beds, this is a problem when you have the top bunk in the albergue
Iñigo, a nice Basque environmental science teacher.
Gert, a pilgrim from Hannover who only speaks German (very brief conversation).
Claire, a lovely English girl with Birkenstocks, and her boyfriend.
Stephanie, a super tall Dutch girl who got tendonitis just like me.
Ramona, a lovely Bavarian girl with all sorts of tattoos and sexy scars.
Jessica, a lady from LA on her first trip abroad. Talk about culture shock.
A girl from Valencia walking with her English boyfriend? Husband? At any rate, a bit pushy.
A friendly American cyclist from California living in France.
Raúl, a snoring cyclist from Teruel. He did the Camino walking once, but now his holiday time does not allow him to walk.
Krisztina, a generous, beautiful old soul from Budapest.
Two librarians from Pamplona, one of whom used to work with my friend Maria Alecha from the University of Navarra.
An American girl in Boadilla del Camino who pointed out to me that my moisturizer was in fact shaving cream.
A skinny Belgian fellow that slept like a champ.
An Austrian guy from Vienna who got bed bugs.
Two American women, one of whom had a daughter at the Columbine shooting and now has a foundation. The other one is a Lower School Principal in Minnesota.
Paul, a Brit living in San Francisco. My guess is that he is some sort of Silicon Valley tech guru.
Two Polish girls camping the Camino!
Tino, a retired industrial engineer who booked 40 km a day.
Kevin, the Flying Dutchman. A crazy, funny fellow.