Because I found the needle in the haystack (or the phone in the random backyard of a stranger). I still wasn’t 100% sure I had the right house, but it was my last realistic option. I went back to the house around 5pm, but still no answer. I sat on the shady step of the…
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I was having such a GREAT day….
And then I tripped on a stone and dropped my phone over the castle wall in Lisbon. 😟😢😭 But, let me back up… I had a wonderful lazy morning. I had a few cups of coffee, stood on the balcony overlooking a major pedestrian street, and headed out. I wandered around, slowly making my way…
Just a picture of something
That made me feel good…my walking stick. The blue and green stripes are the waymarker for the fisherman’s trail.
A nice day and a moment to reflect…
I begin with a quick update and summary of the past 2 days.. After my terrible limptastic day, I really did not believe that I would be able to do my last planned walk. I threaded all of my blisters that night believing that walking the next day was not going to be realistic. When…
Can I go home now? And why am I even doing this anyway???
Like, right now, Please? Today was ROUGH. The trail was longer, and somehow so very much harder than yesterday. Just after halfway I sincerely wished for a bus…to just about anywhere. I wanted to stop. I needed to stop. I was DONE with this walking bit. I have a selection of painful blisters on both…
Yes, yes I can.
Well, given that I could barely walk yesterday, it is practically a miracle that I actually made it hiking to Zambujera do Mar. I really wasn’t sure if I could do it. Yes, I know that I doubted my resilience every single day of the Camino, but this was different. I truly didn’t know if…
Can I walk 11 miles with an 18 pound backpack on a busted knee?
So, that knee I hurt in Hawaii that miraculously did not act up last week while I was walking the Camino…kept me awake last night. There is an interesting purple bruise there and the knee is clearly making itself known with every step I take. I walked (hobbled, limped, and shuffled) around Lagos this morning…
I scared the crap out of myself today and it was TOTALLY worth it!
Today I wandered around Faro, Portugal in the morning and then hopped on the train bound for Silves. See, Silves is on the way to where I ended up for the night (Lagos) and it is supposed to be a pretty cool place. I had read that the train station is about a mile out…
Everywhere you go, there you are…
I’ve stopped making pack lists the way I used to do, I know what I need to bring and what I don’t. In fact, I don’t need a list anymore because it is now A LOT shorter than it used to be. The more you travel, the less you bring, the more you realize how…
Because wearing your “big girl pants” feels mighty nice….
Yesterday I did my day trip up the Duoro river. On the advice of a helpful person, I did not do the typical tourist circuit for this, which is a 6 hour boat trip upriver to Regua, close to zero “walk around” time, then a train back to Porto. Seriously, it’s practically a tourist trap…