Every few years I get a hankering for solo travel. The urge to push past my comfortable boundaries, go where this girl has never gone before. To challenge myself mentally, physically and emotionally.
In 2014 a friend of mine, Teresa, planted the seed. She spoke of a trip that changes people. A hiking trail longer than I ever thought they could be and a journey that stretches ones capacity, causing them to re-examine what feels good, what is necessary and what goes on in ones own head when left to ponder life for hours at a time.
For 9 months I let that seed sprout, that thought develop. Then in July 2015 I let that thought become more than contemplation... And quite all of a sudden, I found myself unable to think about much else except the CAMINO DE SANTIAGO.
This is the first post, the start of my journey.
I am two weeks into the planning of my own Camino - The French Way.
First stop (predictably): Google.
In 2014 a friend of mine, Teresa, planted the seed. She spoke of a trip that changes people. A hiking trail longer than I ever thought they could be and a journey that stretches ones capacity, causing them to re-examine what feels good, what is necessary and what goes on in ones own head when left to ponder life for hours at a time.
For 9 months I let that seed sprout, that thought develop. Then in July 2015 I let that thought become more than contemplation... And quite all of a sudden, I found myself unable to think about much else except the CAMINO DE SANTIAGO.
This is the first post, the start of my journey.
I am two weeks into the planning of my own Camino - The French Way.
First stop (predictably): Google.
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