Reflecting on the Camino

Reflecting on the Camino

Where one journey ends, another begins. On a long bus ride from Santiago de Compostela I wanted to write my final reflections about the Camino. Perhaps final is a poor choice of words, for one statement I heard that resonated with was that “the Camino begins in...
Travels With My Mother

Travels With My Mother

It was a perfect coincidence that my mother was visiting my sister Laura’s family in Berlin in September, and ended up finishing her visit there a day or two after I reached Finisterra. She made a monumental effort to come to Santiago before heading back home to...
The End of the World

The End of the World

Day 26 Saying goodbye to Maciek was hard, as for once I knew we would not meet again on the Camino. Before, saying goodbye was relatively easy as there was always the chance, the likelihood even, in the back of the mind that you’ll meet again. We parted ways...
Santiago

Santiago

Day 23 I left Ferreira with the three Brazilians at a nice easy pace, the day filled with discussions about girls and cervezas, questions about each other’s countries, and stops for coffee occasionally too. The Brazilians had me thoroughly convinced that...
The Roman Walls of Lugo

The Roman Walls of Lugo

Day 21 (September 15th, 2016) The rain that came in and the fog that set in about the grove of oak trees meant a wet night even wrapped in my sleeping bag. But the bag, it still kept me warm. There aren’t many pictures to tell of this day, at least the early,...