Tag: espanol
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El río
Este año volví a Briançon, una pequeña ciudad situada en un valle en los Alpes franceses donde me había hospedado por un par de semanas el verano pasado. Esta población, que reposa entre grandes montañas y fuertes medievales, respira un aire místico, casi onírico. Cuando llegué aquí el año pasado, entablé amistad con Pablo, un…
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The Flies
Something I noticed in this house in the south of France where I’m staying is that there’s a considerable number of flies. In every room, there are at least two buzzing around. I was told it’s because, not long ago, flocks of hundreds of sheep passed through the area. One thing I didn’t know about…
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Introduction
I arrive in Barcelona, where my great friends Gian and Dani welcome me. I stay with them for a few days to adjust to the time change and prepare for the Camino. All I know is that the Camino exists and that there are several different routes. I don’t know which one I’ll take or…
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Day 1 – The Wrong Way
I must have fallen asleep around 5 a.m. At 8:30, the alarm goes off; I snooze it until 8:35, and then until 8:45. At 8:50, the bike rental guys let me know they’re already outside. “Damn,” I think, “we agreed on 9.” I go out to pick up the bike and then head to a…
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Day 2 – Change Of Plans
I wake up early. For once. By 6 a.m., I’m already up. I had seen that the rest of the Camino del Norte is 90% uphill, so I decide to change my plan and take a different route. I take the train back to San Sebastián – just a 22-minute ride for what had taken…
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Day 3 – The Storks
I wake up at 7 a.m. We have breakfast and set off with Argos. Today’s plan is to cycle 45 kilometers to Frómista. I’m not a morning person, so I start off slowly. The sun is just rising, and it’s a bit chilly. The route begins with an uphill climb—something I’d later learn is typical…
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Day 4 – The Fall
I wake up at 6:40 a.m., even before the alarm goes off. I feel refreshed. We get the bikes ready and set off. As we pedal out of town, Argos tells me he can’t believe I’m not wearing a helmet. I should mention I have one packed, but I’ve been wearing a hat to avoid…
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Day 5 – The Cathedral
My sleep is interrupted at 2 a.m. by the sound of a mobile band arriving in the street outside the hostel. I imagine the entire hostel woke up, but I don’t mind. In fact, I enjoy the unexpected concert happening outside my window. The nighttime performance lasts about 15 minutes, and then they leave. I…
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Day 6 – The Found Days
I step out into the hostel courtyard, and the first thing I find is my bike with a flat tire. Damn. I’m out of spares. Now I really have to patch it. As I get organized and start removing the wheel, everyone else has already left the hostel. I tell Argos he can go ahead…
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Day 8 – The Storm
Rain is forecast for the entire day. We wake up early, as usual, and head down for breakfast. It’s a continental breakfast, so I help myself to everything I see without thinking twice. By the time I finish, I’m quite full, satisfied, and with a long day ahead. The rain shows no sign of stopping,…
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