June 11 – the day before starting
The trip to Saint-Jean Pied-de-Port was wonderful. I walked around in the village and felt free. Continue reading
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June 12 – to Roncesvalles
A tough day. It went up, mostly. But so beautiful. I met Livio and his son in Roncesvalles. Continue reading
June 13 – to Larrasoaña
The way to Santiago seems to have become a small community. The ramblers are already finding their place and their roles, which is funny. A lot of people have disappeared today. Others have arrived. Continue reading
June 14 – to Cizur Minor
Some people talk about the Camino as if it were a kind of Paris-Dakar rally, treating it as a performance and giving you technical tips on socks, equipment, and anecdotes you don’t want to hear. Continue reading
June 15 – to Puente la reina
I felt a bit like Don Quixote today. We saw mills at El Perdón… Continue reading
June 16 – to Estella
We ate together with a group of Spaniards. They are incredibly generous. They prepared a big salad in a large bowl we had seen before… And we laughed a lot. Continue reading
June 17 – to Los Arcos
Half of the Camino is about walking, and the other half is about the people you meet. Some people have more than one backpacks to carry. Continue reading
June 18 – to Logroño
My bed is under the roof, and it will be just as warm as last night, without any fresh air. Continue reading
June 19 – to Nájera
Today was a terrible day. It was really hot. I walked with Carole and Virginie, and for a while, I thought Virginie would collapse. Continue reading
June 20 – to Santo Domingo de la Calzada
Somebody was snoring at the beginning of the night, but I woke up the wrong person in the dark, which the other pilgrims thought was funny. Continue reading