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I walked in September, with several days walking in torrential rain... My rain pants were fantastic, my jacket pretty hopeless, my umbrella (which I also used on very sunny days) useful. Don't worry about the weather too much, it's always going to be there...
You know, I never knew that climb was called "The Mule Killer", yet at the time I wrote:
"And that, my dears, was a sodding hard day. Oh, the first 21km was a doddle, slightly marred by the hissing down rain at bird's fart, but I cunningly tacked on to a slow-motion American who was the proud...
This thread reminds me of a sad story from a lovely woman I walked with for a while in 2014. She told me on her first night on the Camino she had spread the contents of her pack on her bed and was sorting through them when a rampant busy-body came over and announced she had walked the Camino...
I went to a hairdresser a few times in the cities on the Camino to get my hair washed and straightened, and loved it, it was money and time well spent. I walked in without any appointment. None spoke English but with a few gestures we got by perfectly well. I wouldn't get too hung up on using...
I was 69 when I walked the Camino Frances. It didn't occur to me to worry too much about training for ascents/descents, I just walked. The city streets around where I lived were, in part, fairly hilly, but certainly not steep. Once on the Camino, I was surprised what easy walking most of it...
Personally I loved the hum of people enjoying city life, even up to and including the couple across the way having a loud argument (I assumed - I don't understand enough of the language to be sure) while I was trying to get to sleep.
On the other hand, I was always astonished at the uncouthness...
Since I'm probably as hearing challenged as Micah26's mother, rustling plastic never worried me, but I think a special place in Hades is reserved for those noddies who use their smartphones as torches. They're like searchlights as they sweep around the room.
It looks amazing, something I'd love to see. I can understand the priest shutting down the videoing, however. Sometimes it's easy to forget that a religious ceremony is a meaningful occasion, not something arranged as a tourist attraction.
(I'm as guilty as anyone. I happily filmed a...
I met a middle-aged Frenchwoman a few days after leaving Pamplona. She had already walked from Le Puy and planned to continue on to Finisterre. She annoyed the hell out of me, as she'd already walked over 800km, and looked as immaculate as if she'd just stepped off the runway. I'd walked for...
Hey, you're an excellent writer! The only thing you need now is confidence in yourself. I travelled from the other side of the world and walked the Camino Frances when I was 69. You're only 24. Like you, I tried to find all the answers before I left home. You can't, because the story will...
I too sprayed my backpack inside and out with Permethrin, and did the same when I got to Madrid, after walking for some days with someone who had been bitten. Just as well I did, as I found two dead bedbugs in my bag after arriving home. (I had taken a tiny bottle of spray with me on the Camino).
I generally avoided the Brierley stops, and stayed in the little private albergues. I think it was the time of day I rang, so I suspected the younger family members (or staff) were cleaning the rooms. When I arrived, there was often one of the 'old folks' (my age) sitting near the door, and my...
Count your blessings! As a compulsively fast walker, I do wish I'd gone a lot slower, I'm sure I would have seen more. Fortunately I did make a point of staying in places that were not Brierly stops. You have received some very good advice above. Now, would you like me to list all my fears...
I walked through September into October in 2014, and found it quite busy. I'm a fast walker, so usually covered about 25km by 1pm or 2pm, and even at that time sometimes found the albergues full. About half way through, I started to call ahead to book a bed for the next night, and that worked...
I walked in September, experiencing three days of solid rain, and I'm another vote for rainpants, I loved, loved, loved, mine and used it with a rainjacket (no poncho, no gaiters).
Before I walked, I read every post ever written, and if I'd taken everything enthusiasts recommended, I'd have...
Now far be it from me to put a downer on the afternoon/morning shower decision, but that's the least of your worries. Here's a little note from one of my emails home....
"Today, my innocent little children, I shall tell you all about lights and showers. A little education is a fine thing, and...
Hmmm. Well, to quote an extract from my diary/email home:
"Surprisingly, since it was only one downpour, the trail became an absolute bog, and every bootful became two. To escape, I headed into the harvested cornfields, which worked fine for a while. Alas, entering and re-entering was not...
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