What’s a week between friends? Well if it’s a week on the Camino Frances then it’s actually quite a lot!
Last year Maggie (my lovely Aussie friend) and myself walked through snow, ice, rain, sleet, fog and bitter bitter cold wind from Orisson to Roncesvalles.
I didn’t sleep well again last night. I was really tired but restless. I shared a room with 11 others including Hogni and five french ladies travelling together in a group. They are all lovely but they kind of exploded their gear everwhere and also closed all the windows and turned the heating up. I was hot and needed to go to the loo, but in the darkness I was afraid I would trip over all their stuff. So I lay there trying to convince myself I could sleep.
We left home early this morning (Saturday 18th April) and I’m tired. Last night I couldn’t sleep. Why am I doing this again? Why am I leaving home? The garden is growing., Gerry is busy, gigs are starting… why leave all of this and go walk? Continue reading
What a surreal experience, leaving home, saying goodbye and knowing that I won’t be back for 7 weeks!
So we arrived… I learnt that I really really don’t like heights! Gerry reckons that travelling up a mountain with me was like travelling with a tourettes sufferer… But really… do the roads have to be so narrow!?