Tag: Camino
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Day 10 – The Goat Killer
I wake up early, even before the alarm goes off. The night was quiet, despite the snoring in the room. There were only three of us, but the Korean guy across from me snored for two. I greet Gary and mention I had a few nightmares. With a smile, he replies: —I’m a shouter too!…
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Day 11 – The Crowd
Today I wake up a little later than usual. My shoes are still wet, despite having stuffed them with newspaper the day before to dry them. I no longer feel muscle pain, but my left knee aches, and now I have a blister on my right foot that’s about to burst. I put on a…
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Day 12 – The Antidote
I wake up early, for once. The ladies in the room set their alarm for 5:30, so I went to bed early last night knowing they’d wake me up along with them. I’m the first to arrive at the hotel café for breakfast. I eat quickly and set off. To my surprise, the path is…
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Day 13 – Odyssey
I wake up around 1:30 to go to the bathroom, and I can barely get up. My whole body aches, even more than when I went to bed. I can hardly stand, let alone walk. I use my arms to push myself up. Things aren’t looking good. Oh well, I don’t dwell on it and…
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Day 14 – Eternal Fire
I wake up early because I suspect there are bedbugs, and I can’t sleep peacefully. It’s five in the morning, and I decide to get up since I have to leave anyway. I confirm my suspicion when I see a fat bedbug next to my bed. I squash it, and it’s full of blood. I…
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Day 15 – The End Of The Camino
Today I wake up late—or at least I try to—since I have the hotel room all to myself. I have breakfast at a café that looks promising, then set off around 8 a.m. The sky is cloudy, ideal for walking. This time I’m walking at a faster pace than yesterday. These are the final 18…
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Epilogue
Despite not having it well planned, renting the bike for a random number of days, making an arbitrary guess about where to start, and “losing” the first day by starting on the wrong Camino. Despite leaving quite late on the second day after taking a train to Pamplona and ending up in Burgos, things worked…
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Introducción
Llego a Barcelona y me reciben Gian y Dani, mis grandes amigos. Me quedo unos días con ellos para aclimatarme al cambio horario y prepararme para el Camino. Todo lo que sé es que el Camino existe y que hay varias rutas diferentes. No sé cuál voy a hacer, ni cuánta distancia voy a cubrir.…
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Día 1 – El Camino equivocado
Me habré dormido a las 5 a.m. A las 8:30 suena el despertador; lo aplazo hasta las 8:35 y luego hasta las 8:45. A las 8:50 me avisan los del alquiler de bicicletas que ya están afuera. “Desgraciados”, pienso, “quedamos a las 9”. Salgo a recibir la bicicleta y luego voy a desayunar a un…
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Día 2 – Cambio de planes
Despierto temprano. Como nunca. A las 6 a.m. ya estoy arriba. Había visto que el resto del Camino del Norte es 90% cuesta arriba, así que decido reformular el plan y tomar otro camino. Tomo el tren de vuelta a San Sebastián. Solo 22 minutos de viaje para lo que me había tomado casi 5…
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