Tag: spanish
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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 9 – The World Of Pilgrims
The morning wraps the village in dense fog. We have breakfast at the hotel café, and then I bid Argos farewell for the last time. Now each of us sets off on a different path. I’m on my own, in the world of pilgrims. I leave without rushing. Everyone has already departed early. I walk…
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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…
