Europe
My travel stories from Europe
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Camino de Santiago from Lestedo to Melide: A Pilgrim’s Diary (3)
Day three. How was it only day three when I was not able to even move a single part of my body without unbearable pain? Mom must’ve secretly beaten me up during the night, that’s the only explanation. And how come she’s already up and running around as if the world was not about to go down? What’s this woman’s secret?!
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Camino de Santiago from Portomarin to Lestedo: A Pilgrim’s Diary (2)
Our second day didn’t start as good as the first one but from the second half onwards it got better and better.
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Camino de Santiago, Portomarin: Your Comprehensive Guide
When we entered Portomarin, we were first of all shocked by the stairs. After walking for 22 km from Sarria – especially after the incredibly hot last stretch in the burning sun without shadow – the last thing you want is to climb stairs.
Luckily our hotel wasn’t too far.
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Camino de Santiago from Sarria to Portomarin: A Pilgrim’s Diary
The first act of the day was to pay my respects to the breakfast buffet, which had quite a good variety of ham and chorizo as well as different sweets which all demanded my attention.
Way too full for walking, we got ready for the second and bigger act of the day: to fix our walking sticks. Amateur pilgrims like us had managed to pull one of them apart before even starting the walk when trying to pull them open. What was left were two pieces which didn’t go together anymore.
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Camino de Santiago – Day 0: The Arrival
It’s 5 am in the morning. Way too early… The train to the airport leaves at 7 am from Karlsruhe Central Station and as usual, my parents wanted to be there way before time. Because the Deutsche Bahn is famous to be ‘punctual’ (well, at least it usually is so early in the morning) and there’s so much traffic in Karlsruhe at 6 am in the morning… I’m more of a last minute packing and leaving kind of person, but no need to argue. Or rather: no CHANCE to argue.
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Two amateur pilgrims on the Camino de Santiago
Seven years ago, my mother and I decided to walk the Camino de Santiago, ambitiously starting from Saint-Jean. We were thinking of doing it sometime after my studies but it never worked out since I left for India right away. We kept talking about it and last year I finally said “Let’s fix a date. Next year it is!”. So finally after all these years, the planning started.
