DeBoards in Spain

I’ll start with: I’m feeling better. No more symptoms, but I assume I’m still testing positive, so I’m being cautious. Fun fact: it is very humid here, and humidity and mask-wearing is no bueno. Will is still testing negative. 🤷‍♀️ (I’m going to keep milking this two-hour nap thing for all it’s worth, though.) Last…

I didn’t sleep well last night, for a few reasons. 1, It was a crummy albergue. 2, It was hot. 3, Our Camino was coming to an end. It wasn’t the Camino Paula and I wanted, but it was the Camino we got. in a perfect world, we’d both be walking into Santiago; instead, Paula…

We’re together again! But still on very different trips. Hoping my symptoms subside soon and I can rejoin the world. This morning I stayed in my room until about 11, then checked out and wandered in the direction of the cathedral to see Will and our Camino family enter the square. I never could have…

Today was a relatively short day, all things considered. About 20 kilometers to O Pedrouzo, although lots of climbing in the first hour. I can’t figure it out; every time I look behind me, I see mountains, yet there’s always an ascent in front of me. There’s probably something more poetic to be said there,…

My day started with a text from my dad at 2 am, asking if I was up for a Zoom. He’d forgotten about the time difference, but was checking to see if I was okay. 😅 My day started again at 8 with a text from Janet #1, letting me know that Janet #2 would…

During yesterday’s walk, I ran into two women from a group of 18 from Ohio. We’ve talked a lot with another couple from this same group. After we said where we were from, one of the women tells me, “I have a Modesto story!” and proceeded to tell it. When she was in high school,…

There are times on the Camino where you can walk for a very long time by yourself; then you get collected by a person or a group and you just flow along with them, the proverbial twig in a flood. Today saw a lot of both, and I’m grateful for it. The Camino has quite…

It’s 7:18 pm in Santiago, and the windows in my lovely private room are open, sounds of the street filtering up to me—Spanish, English, Italian, French, other languages I’m not sure I would be able to identify correctly. This morning, I remembered that the Janets are in Santiago (they skipped a few stages so they…

Fair warning, this is probably going to be a short post and nothing funny here. I’m gutted that Paula tested positive for Covid and I’m feeling incredibly guilty that I’m continuing on. In hindsight, it wasn’t just heat that knocked her on her butt yesterday. We’ve since discovered that her bunk mate in León had…

I promised myself that I would be honest on this blog. I wouldn’t sugarcoat it when I was weak or tired, or when I did something dumb. And so far, I’ve done that. I wrote about my dehydration on Day 1, and that I was pretty sure the popping sound in my knee was (another)…