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Santiago 03/06/17 finished yesterday. 42 days started in St Jean. Just heard an angel sing at the Pilgrim MassThe thread that I started last year has become rather long, so here's a new thread to post pictures, musings, etc. from any year for any dates in June on any Camino.
When you respond, please mention the year, route you were daydayson and where you walked (or rested) that day. Thanks!
Also, if you are posting multiple pictures upload them as thumbnails.
Not to derail the thread, but you have picked up a subject dear to my heart. I love these! I so dislike shop windows that are covered up with paper or opaque paint. It looks so tatty and uninviting, compared to these.I have always admired Spanish window dressing:
informative, complete and interesting.
7th June 2019, Camino Frances
In Mansilla de la Mulas
Puerta del Castillo, Gaia Albergue, pilgrims resting in the square (couldn't find an official name on Google maps), and (I think) a church but I need help with the name please?
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A great photo.One last glance back to Las Medulas...
That, and perhaps just that the mind has an amazing capacity for self-preservation. If it needs a realistic hallucination at any sense door, that's probably not too hard for the unconscious mind to arrange.I am a scientist and I have no explanation for what happened that day other than perhaps pointing to the acknowledged symptoms for Legionella.
Sometimes I do a search on the internet for albergues I stayed in before. There's been so many that no way do I remember them all. I just looked up the one I stayed in while in Viana, the municipal albergue Andres Munoz. It was reviewed on Trip Advisor, and while I find it interesting that a probably 5-6 euro a night dormitory style municipal albergue would be reviewed on there, what I found most amusing and interesting is some of the reviews. A couple of really whiny ones comparing it to a prison. Really? lol. For God's sake it is five bucks a night, lol. Must be some real spoiled bubble dwellers walking the Camino lol. The should probably get out more.June 13th 2014-Camino Frances
Los Arcos to Viana
Short walking day. In Viana stayed in the municipal albergue, Andres Munoz.
While there I visited the 13th century church there, Viana Iglesia de Santa Maria.
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Yes, I did, although it took me two days to do it. It probably helped that it was mostly down hill and I got a bit of a push on the 13th as you will hear in my next post.@Dougnut NZ, I am on tenterhooks. And then what happened - did you actually walk down to Ponferrada feeling that crummy?
VN,At the end of the camino after many days of sunshine the rain came...and what better thing than to be in Santiago to give thanks and begin to digest the experiences of the last month.
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DoughnutNZ,18th June 2019 Camino Frances
Villafranca del Bierzo to O Cebreiro
I woke up feeling really bad and I started to doubt that I would be able to walk halfway up the hill I had seen in the distance. I packed my pack and headed in the dining room of the albergue for a cup of instant coffee.
Sitting there I overheard a couple of pilgrims talking about catching the bus up to O Cebreiro and I decided to do the same. It took me some time to come to this decision but I felt that if I started walking and then had to give up part way up the trail then that might make things complicated on the narrow trail.
I suspect that I had pushed it too hard the day before. Anyway, once I made the decision I became comfortable with it.
The only bus that day wasn't scheduled until about 11am (I think, don't hold me to it) and so I left the albergue and walked down to Villafranca to find a pharmacy that was open to stock up on more Ibuprofen. I eventually found one with the help of Google Maps and then wandered around looking for the bus stop.
The bus stop turned out to be on the outskirts of Villafranca outside a largish hotel/motel. I sat in the bar sipping on a decent coffee waiting for the bus and around 4 other pilgrims turned up.
The bus was late and so we were all pacing around, watching the clock and going outside every so often to try and see the bus, in case we had to flag it down. Eventually I decided to go wait outside in the heat and finally the bus turned up.
The driver got out and opened the luggage locker door and we all piled our backpacks in. Then he turned to us and asked for our tickets. One guy pulled out a ticket, the driver waved him onto the bus and turned to the rest of us with an expectant look.
We all put our hands in our pockets and pulled out our wallets. The driver shook his head and said "no, we couldn't buy a ticket from him, we had to prepurchase the tickets", in Spanish. He then started taking our backpacks out of the luggage locker.
Fortunately one of the other pilgrims spoke Spanish and remonstrated with him. After much back and forth the driver gave up, shrugged his shoulders and ushered us onto the bus.
Once on the bus I was relieved but puzzled about how to pay the bus fare. I asked one of the other pilgrims who spoke some English and was told that when the bus stopped at Pedrafita do Cebreiro that we had to go into the shop by the bus stop and buy our tickets there
As the bus drove up the incline I saw how steep it was and I was very glad that I had not tried to walk it. Eventually we got to Pedrafita, got off the bus, crowded into the shop and bought our bus tickets. The bus was already running late and the driver took off without checking our tickets.
There is a bit of a steepish walk from Pedrafita up to O Cebreiro and I was wondering how I would do it when one of the others suggested that we share a taxi. I never actually asked but perhaps some of the others were also injured or sick.
The taxi arrived, we piled in and were driven up to O Cebreiro. I headed for the municipal albergue and checked in, feeling a little bit guilty about not walking up. After unpacking and showering I phoned the albergue halfway up and cancelled my reservation.
I was feeling rotten, I don't think that I ate anything, I just got into my bunk and rested and eventually fell asleep.
No photos today!
It's from the passeo on the NE side of Alameda Park. If you go up the hill past Albergue Roots and Boots and turn left to go to the big eucalyptus, it's just a little farther along.Where was the last photo of the overflowing bassin; what a wonderful view it is from that terrace.
Thankfully those you met on the 19th were able to help you .19th June 2019 Camino Frances
O Cebreiro to Hospital, the to Lugo Hospital
A bunch of other pilgrims and I were awakened at some very early hour by a Spanish family, starting from O Cebreiro, who got up and put on their head lights and proceeded to pack their backpacks while talking in loud whispers and, of course, shining their head lights in mine and other pilgrims eyes. I woke up feeling really bad and I was a bit grumpy with them and asked them if they thought that it was reasonable to talk and shine their lights while they got ready to leave and wouldn't it have been nicer of them to have got ready the night before and taken their backpacks outside of the bunkroom before rearranging them? It was not a good sign of things to come.
Eventually I dragged myself up, did my ablutions and headed off down the trail. Just outside the community albergue I came across the sign below and of course chose the shorter route, not realising that that route would take me up and over a hill. Alongside the directional sign was a distance marker and that gave me some comfort.
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The hill route was quite scenic but I struggled to get any air as I slowly climbed the hill. Taking huge gasps of air as I walked. After a little while I was at the crest of the hill and I was looking forward to regaining my breath on the downward leg. Previously while walking downhill I was able to regain my breath but on this occasion that did not happen and as I got to the bottom of the hill, just before Linares I finally realised that something major was wrong with my health and I resolved to keep walking until I got to some sort of reasonably sized town or city and seek medical advice there.
I walked on past Alto de San Rogue and almost to the next tiny village, around 5.8klms. There was a slight incline up to this small village (see photo below). Normally it would have been a doddle to walk up this incline but I was really struggling, once again having to take in huge gulps of air in order to breath. At this point a couple walked past me and the woman looked back at me with concern but we all just kept on at our own pace.
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As I neared the village the Camino seemed to be talking to me because the name of the village was Hospital and the name sign seemed to say "this is where you need to go". I walked into the village and spotted a small bar. The village only has about four or five buildings. I decided to go into the bar, rest for a while and then decide what to do next.
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Inside the bar, I removed my backpack and collapsed into a chair. Holding my head in my hands and once again taking in huge gasps of air as I tried to breath. Fortunately for me, the (Spanish) couple who had just passed me on the trail were also in the bar and they became very concerned for me. I think that perhaps they thought that I was having a heart attack. The guy came over to me and spoke in Spanish but I waved him away as I got my mobile phone out and called my medical insurance emergency 24/7 help line (in Australia)!
I managed to get a reply to my call but the woman who answered my call refused to do anything until I produced my insurance policy number, which , of course, was at the bottom of my pack. I tried telling her that it was an emergency and that I needed urgent medical attention and asked her to look up my insurance number but she dismissed this and suggested that I call back on Monday. It being the weekend. I was in the middle of remonstrating with her when the credit on my phone ran out (it is not cheap to call Australia from Spain on a mobile phone). I had previously given her my mobile number and I sat there hoping that she would call me back but she never did.
Fortunately, the Spanish couple had ignored my protestations, had talked to the bar owners and they had called an emergency medical service for me. I was amazed, we where way out in the backblocks and yet an emergency medical worker turned up within five minutes and started examining me. He first checked my heart while I was trying to tell him that my heart was fine, it was my lungs that were the problem. After a quick examination he figured it out and called an ambulance for me which, again surprisingly, arrived within ten minutes.
The two ambulance crew members examined my again, put me on a stretcher with an oxygen mask on and put me in the ambulance and headed off with lights flashing. I eventually found out that they had taken me to Lugo hospital. Along the way I could see out the window and we were passing a lot of pilgrims and I wondered what they were thinking. Eventually they got me to the hospital and I was diagnosed with Legionella. Following is a photo of my hospital bed several days later.
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More to come .....
Perhap's today's festival in Burgos celebrated the summer equinox and the longest day of the year.June 20th 2014-Camino Frances
Burgos
Woke up that morning and decided I would spend an extra day in Burgos. I had plenty of time on this Camino. Also I had been told by locals I chatted with at the cafe across the street from the albergue that there was a festival that day just outside of town. So I slept in as long as possible before I had to leave and got my things together and went out in search of breakfast and coffee, which was easy enough. I then went in search of accommodations as the municipal will not allow a pilgrim to stay consecutive nights unless they are unable to walk due to injuries, etc. I found a private albergue not too far away, Santiago y Santa Catalina. A small albergue, nice and clean. Curfew and I recall no alcoholic beverages allowed in. Not even wine. No worries, not going to drink there anyway.
After I checked in at the albergue I went and roamed about Burgos. The cathedral, etc. Sometime in the afternoon I followed groups of locals to the festival, which was easy enough. I remember it was a fair walk, about twenty minutes or so. I do not remember what the occasion was to have the festival, but it was quite crowded. Anybody reading this familiar with the festival and know what the occasion was?
There was lots of food and wine. I had a couple of orders of paella (really good) which was being prepared in several pans by men next to sort of open canopy tents. Had some wine, too. Spent a couple of hours there and ambled back into town and to the albergue for a siesta.
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Actually the 21st of June is the shortest day of the yearPerhap's today's festival in Burgos celebrated the summer equinox and the longest day of the year.
Not in Burgos. As always short and long depends on where in the world you are standing.Actually the 21st of June is the shortest day of the year
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