This won’t be a super long post since my head hurts (because I stupidly didn’t get enough sleep last night in my excitement to plan my vacation trips) and it’s hard to concentrate now on anything other than being a veggie.
Just wanted to share with you guys how things have been going this past week or so..
So far, I’m in love with Europe. Sure, Chile will always be in my heart as my second home……
I’ve noticed some things after the first few days of living here in France that I found to be either strange or just different from the US. I thought I would share them with you guys if you feel like reading:
-No one in my apartment leaves their shampoo and stuff in the shower.
-The toilet is in a small closet and the shower and sink are all the way down the hall.
-The homeless man outside across…
Well, I’ve been staying away from technology as much as possible and it’s been ridiculously nice. I wish that I could just dictate my blog posts to someone so that I’m not sucked back onto the computer because I really want to share with you all what’s going on, but if you know me then you know just how strong my addiction is to the internet and this is my month of trying to ween myself off of it.
Today was so great.
We started off with some breakfast in Zubiri before heading out. My feet were screaming and my stomach was not happy with me for my life choices but I went anyway. We started off pretty quickly, Jade’s hip seemed to be a lot better. It was raining so I had to wear this ridiculous poncho that makes me look like the hunchback of Notre Dame:
The pain we were all experiencing…
Well, it’s been a few amazing days.
I knew that my expectations of the Camino would be different from the real thing. But I was in no way picturing what things are like for me now.
I am constantly amazed by the human kindness shown by complete strangers to fellow pilgrims and how easy it is to make life long friends.
Like I said, I met the cute English couple on the first day upon arriving in…
Today was so ridiculously difficult. But they say that the walk from Saint Jean Pied de Port (a small town in southwest France) to Roncesvalles (a small town in northeast Spain) is the hardest part of the Camino de Santiago because most of it is uphill. Heck, most people just skip starting in Saint Jean and go straight to Roncesvalles. But… those people can´t say they crossed…
I don’t know how, but somehow I managed to get on an international flight by myself, take that to a country where I quite frankly don’t know the language very well. Then find the train station to take a train to Angers, the city I will be living in during the semester. I then met with my landlord, my only contact in the city. And checked out the place that I’d be living in for the next few months…
Well, here I am in the airport.
It’s been rough.. I woke up this morning horribly dizzy and throwing up multiple times.. So, far all those of you who told me that you can’t do what I’m doing out of fear or lack of bravery, let me tell you – YOU CAN. It just takes a very strong desire to get where you wanna go because, honestly, the whole getting there part will wreak havoc on you.
But here I am.…
Well, the travel bug has bit me HARD. And now I’m off to France to study abroad and learn the ‘language of love’ – but not without a brief stint in Spain to do a 500 mile walk on the Camino de Santiago (a pilgrimage that dates back to the 11th century).
I’ll make a longer post about the Camino soon, but since I’m short on time in this coffee shop that’s about to close, I’ll try to keep it short!
this would be ideal with you.