The Rain in Spain

According to My Fair Lady, the rain should have stayed in the plains as we approached Galicia.  But as any happy poncho seller could tell you, this has been a very rainy spring in northern Spain.  The climb to O Cebreiro was the rainiest day yet!  As I hiked up a path that seemed more like a waterfall, I considered throwing my backpack off the mountain.

Surprisingly, this turned into one of my favorite days.  The clouds rolled back in the afternoon to reveal one of the most stunning views of the Camino.  And the next day we descended into lush Galicia and a shocking amount of sun.

In the collage below (clockwise, from the upper left): The church in Triacastela, three merry pilgrims in rain gear, the view from O Cebreiro, overpass graffiti, and the most delicious local goat cheese with honey.


Halfway to Santiago

Once you reach Leon, you have crossed the halfway point to Santiago and you feel GOOD.  I felt so good that I decided to treat myself to a rest day.  No walking!  I visited the cathedral (and the candy store across from the cathedral) multiple times.

The collage below features a Gaudi building in Astorga, a flattering photo from day 19, a ridiculously cool medieval bridge, and more meseta.

Burgos and the Meseta

I walked into Burgos on a very windy afternoon, passing the local airport and one aggressive ferret.  The cathedral was, of course, extremely beautiful, but it felt strange to be in a large city again.

And then the meseta.  I have definitely learned a new definition of “flat” on this journey.  As you can see from the pictures above and below, sometimes we walked on roads that seemed to go on infinitely.  I walked a 35 km day for the first time.  And then I walked 40 the next day.  The length of the Camino allows you to challenge yourself in many ways.  It’s almost as difficult to slow down as it is to speed up.

Con Pan y Vino

By the end of the first ten days of the Camino, I had already passed through many interesting regions of Spain.  I couldn’t believe how red the earth was in La Rioja!  It matches the regional wine perfectly.  There’s a popular saying here: Con pan y vino se hace el camino.  This also proved true within the first ten days.

Other notable experiences included wind strong enough to blow me off the road and leaving Nájera at 7 am to a chorus of drunken “Buen Caminos” as the soccer fans stumbled home.  In the collage below, check out a great mural from Logroño and a hilarious sign from an otherwise peaceful rest area.