…or Kings Cross to Oxford Street, Piccadilly to Aldwych, Waterloo Bridge to London Bridge, Borough to Clapham Junction, East Sheen to Clapham Common – these were the buses and the journeys I made yesterday afternoon and evening. We’ve got an intern in the office who can’t understand why I take the bus. Apparently that kind … Continue reading »
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21: thud
‘And then I woke up, and it had all been a dream.’ When I was at school, we used to get told off for finishing stories off by making out they had all been a dream. But as soon as the wheels hit the tarmac at Stansted airport, it really did feel like that strange … Continue reading »
22: miscellaneous other camino things
Santiago old city is a UNESCO world heritage site, flattened by Moors in the 10th and 11th centuries and completely rebuilt in Barque architecture. It’s crammed full of antiquities, interesting buildings, beautiful churches, windy little nooks of streets and hubs of Galician art, heritage and folklore. So of course, FF and I sat all day … Continue reading »
23: unidad y soledad
Last night we met up with our fellow pilgrims – everyone we’d met in the last day of the journey we told to meet us in the main square at 7pm. So we met the four Spanish guys, Julio Ferrer, Heidi, the Italian Romano, Ronald and Roland and some Germans, two of whom we hadn’t … Continue reading »
24: Teo – Santiago
‘I just can’t give up now, Come too far from where I’ve started from. Nobody told me The road would be easy But I don’t believe you’ve brought me this far To leave me.’ 7.30am – FF shook me awake ‘EVERYONE’S GONE! We have to get out of here before the Spanish boys wake up,’ … Continue reading »
25: Briallos – Teo
‘Este es el camino. Caminais.’ (This is the way. Walk in it) Isaiah 30v21 This morning we set out in darkness under a heaven of bright bright stars. We had a long day ahead of us, but there was no way we were going to rush this one. At 5km we stopped for coffee where most … Continue reading »
26: Pontevedra – Briallos
‘So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. … Continue reading »
27: Redondela – Pontevedra
‘At the same time, since all things are new, you see only the beauty in them, and you feel happy to be alive.’ The Pilgrimage, Paulo Coehlo Although we slept in a hot room with 50 other pilgrims, FF and I slept like queens thanks to two large glasses of vino tinto before bed. The … Continue reading »
29: Rubiaes – Tui
‘Whoever wishes to be my disciple must deny himself, take up his cross daily, and follow me.’ Our last day in Portugal. It feels like we’ve got a proper rhythm to the days now – rising, walking, resting, greeting fellow pilgrims arriving in time for siesta. The days stretch leisurely giving us plenty of time … Continue reading »
30: Ponte de Lima – Rubiaes
I’m living on the mountain, underneath a cloudless sky, I’m drinking from the fountain that never shall run dry, O yes! I’m feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply For I am dwelling in Beulah land! In the youth hostel in Ponte de Lima there were rumours of other pilgrims – a rucksack in … Continue reading »
