Tomorrow, I will be in Spain. I fly into Madrid, from where I’ll make a quick jump over the border to St-Jean-Pied-de-Port in France. There, my pilgrimage begins. I walk west, over the Pyrenees, and reenter Spain. After my feet carry me roughly 500 miles from the Basque lands to Galicia, the journey culminates at Finis Terrae, the End of the World.
As usual, I don’t speak the language and am embarking alone with limited funds. Internet access will be sparse, if it all.
Catch you on the other side.
“The road is arduous, fraught with perils, because it is, in fact, a rite of the passage from the profane to the sacred, from the ephemeral and illusory to reality and eternity, from death to life, from man to the divinity.”
- Mircea Eliada
Just the other day I was wondering where you’d be headed this summer. That sounds like it would be an amazing trek, best of luck to you.
Hope you are still awake to get to your flight at 5 AM. Have a great time for the next 3-ish months.
I envy you, have fun, watch your six and please, lots of pics and when you get back, write allot. Remember we are taking this trip with you,
later, zenlogic
You don’t know me, i work with your mom. I will be walking the Camino in a year or so. She told me about your journey…(and your boots!) I know you’ll find something special. Ultreya!