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Camino Day 9: Stumbling Back to the Way

Fever Recovery in Logroño and Finding the Pilgrim Spirit Once More The drenched pillows speak of fever's night visit – my body, a furnace that consumes itself. Sweat-soaked blankets twisted into ropes from fitful sleep. Morning brings no clarity, only the strange constriction in my lower ribs that makes each breath a conscious act rather than the invisible gift it should be. This is how pilgrimage teaches – through presence and absence,...

Day 7 on the Camino: When the Journey Calls for Rest

Los Arcos to Logroño - A day of listening to my body's wisdom Today marked my seventh day on the Camino de Santiago, a day unlike any other on this pilgrimage. Not for its beauty or challenge, but for the humbling lesson it offered about honoring my limits. The Storm Before the Storm Yesterday in Los Arcos, as thunder cracked overhead and electricity flickered on and off, the once-warm albergue quickly transformed into a cold, damp shelter. I...

Day 3 on the Camino: From Zubiri to Pamplona

Restless Beginnings There's something deeply humbling about walking a path that millions have trodden before. As I make my way through the third day of my Camino journey, I'm reminded that some pilgrims wait decades to experience what I'm privileged to be doing for the second time. Leaving Zubiri behind The morning began with heavy eyelids, the aftermath of another restless night. Sleep evaded me yet again, likely due to those short, innocent...

Camino de Santiago Day 1: Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port to Roncesvalles – A Pilgrim’s Journey

First Day on the Camino Frances: Crossing the Pyrenees The Scent of the Camino: Memories Reawakened What struck me in the morning was that familiar scent—the fragrance of aloe vera mingling with sulfurous earth, exhaling both perseverance and hope. Like an old friend, the Camino's perfume welcomed me back, awakening memories dormant for six years. Walking the Napoleon Route: Memories of 2019 vs. Reality In 2019, my mother's warning echoed in...

Return to the Way: First Day in Saint Jean Pied de Port

The Pilgrim Returns: Beginning the Camino Francés Again The Camino begins again, though in truth, it never really ended. Today I stand in Saint Jean Pied de Port, the traditional starting point of the Camino Francés, with the Pyrenees rising before me—ancient sentinels, slumbering yet watchful, their weathered peaks washing over the landscape like waves frozen in time. SJPdP welcomes the pilgrimms As I joined the flow of pilgrims gathering...