#Camino Inglés vs Camino Francés

The English or the French? It’s a rivalry that’s lasted hundreds of years, and not one I really intend to solve in this blog, but having walked the English and French Caminos, I have some reflections on the comparative merits of both. If you want a quiet Camino: I can’t start by giving the English…

#Camino Inglés Day Five: The World is a Handkerchief

There is a Spanish expression, “el mundo es un pañuelo” which essentially means “it’s a small world” but it’s rather more poetic: the world is a handkerchief. I think the idea is that we might all be on different parts of the fabric but if you fold it in enough different ways we’ll all meet….

#Camino Inglés Day Three: All Part of the Adventure

I’ve started to realise that it takes a couple of days on the Camino before you really “arrive” on the Camino. I arrived today. I separated from the group a little, and walked by myself in the early Galician morning. It had rained in the night, so the air was very fresh, and the trees…

Pilgrimage: The Road to Santiago

Last Friday my parents in-law told me they were watching a programme about the Camino. It’s a new series on BBC2, called Pilgrimage: The Road to Santiago and the second show airs tonight at 9pm. I’m so excited that the BBC are showing this, because walking the Camino has become such an important and wonderful…

El #Camino, te engancha

I woke up to find a lovely message on my phone this morning, from Wendy, who I met on my flight out to start the Camino de Santiago one year ago today. What a wonderful reminder of the magic of the Way. I saw the magic when I was out there, of course. In the first…

#Camino Days 15 and 16: Camino Magico

“Magic Camino” might seem like a strange title for my blog when I tell you that I spent all of yesterday completely knocked out by a vicious cold, but bear with me. The day certainly didn’t start well, I felt like I’d been bashed around the head and I could barely pull myself out of…

#Camino Days 13 and 14: climb every mountain

Yesterday morning when I left Astorga, I was surprised by the town’s fantastic Gaudí church, one of the few outside Catalunya, completely overshadowing the Cathedral next door. But this was far from characteristic of the day ahead! The rest of the day was more rural, with a steady incline over around 20km. By the time…