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[...] “Today we are interviewing Dr. Sanjiva Wijesinha, a Sri Lankan physician who wrote, “Strangers on the Camino”: a book about a [...]

[...] Strangers on the Camino: Dr. Sanjiva Wijesinha is a Sri Lanken physician who is currently practicing in Australia. He took 6 weeks off of [...]

A hospitalario from Holland performs surgery on my blisters. I got maybe 10 minutes of sleep last night and woke up angry and stiff. Then, I noticed [...]

We stayed in the Roncesvalles monastery last night. There were still bunk beds but much, much nicer and comfortable. They have little cubicles with f [...]

We adjusted my shoes just right so that my feet were cushioned and I barely noticed the pain. I did awesome. I thought I’d only make it to the next [...]

I woke up… no, I was woken up by Dad. I was sleepy and stiff and not looking forward to the day. Then I remembered. It’s Father’s Day! I was smi [...]

[...] suggested it as one of the insider spots. It’s right on Rt. 37 just as you are heading into Boothbay Harbor. Provisions is the place for fresh fish, steaks and wine. Before we left Boothbay, I found [...]

[...] Boothbay Harbor, Maine It’s happened before. An end to a wonderful down-easter weekend of soft-shell lobsters, [...]

[...] . As I laid in bed, I thought about my favorite all time book, “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” by Robert Pirsig. One of the discussions in the book involves the exploration of [...]

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[...] small room with a single bed that was painted light blue. I found it adorable. It also had a private bathroom. Even better! My mood improved but I was still icky. After Dad and Maria left, I took a [...]

[...] shop… there was even a swimming pool. There were beds in private cabins on this ferry and a private bathroom with a faucet and shower. The sink had running water and not with one of those knobs you [...]

[...] that led to the Orrison Albergue. I was in the lead and stretched out my pace, anxious for a cafe con leche and pastry. Glancing behind me I noticed Makenna falling behind, she seemed to actually slow [...]

[...] of the filming of The Way. At the time, I really didn’t give a crap. I just wanted a cafe con leche and a chair.  Still pretty cool though. I sat down on the corner of a closed [...]

[...]   Photos by Larry McIntyre Walking alone from St. Jean Pied de Port, 91-year-old Manuel Furtado Caetano (“Mike” on the Camino) began on [...]

[...] I was getting a blister.” We’d done a lot of walking yesterday in Pamplona and St. Jean Pied de Port but I had no idea it was taking a toll on Makenna’s feet. I bandaged her blister [...]

[...] days with friends in New Brunswick, we drove back to the US to catch a plane flying out of Dover AFB. It was kind of strange going back through customs up in Northern, Maine. When he asked us where [...]

[...] the Rota Naval Base near Cádiz. From there he flew military space available to Dover AFB, got in his car he’d left there, and drove 900 miles to visit his grandson in [...]

[...] some other pilgrims. We couldn’t find any pilgrims oddly enough. But we did find dinner, a nice restaurant that had a variety of awesome food to choose from and a menu in English. That’s right… [...]

[...] needing any chips on this voyage.” “What do you mean?” “I think they’ll have a nice restaurant on this ship. Who knows, they might even have a casino.” Casinos? Food? What [...]

[...] so bad. The one on my toe… Is bigger than my toe. Can you imagine squeezing into stiff, heavy hiking shoes and walking on rocks all day with four painful blisters? I wanted to cry. And I [...]

[...] me. The blisters aren’t getting any worse or anything but every time I slip on those heavy hiking shoes, it’s torture from then on. We weren’t walking for too long before I was in [...]