• Paul Wynands
  • Paul Nicholas
  • Paul Wynands
  • Paul Nicholas

FRENCH CAMINO 2024

Une aventure de 40 jours par Paul & Paul En savoir plus
  • Day 16. Leon to Astorga 16km

    17 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☀️ 14 °C

    We were advised by a Leon local to skip walking out of Leon. Industrial, busy roads and flat. A collective decision was to catch a bus from Leon to Hospital de Orbigo, a 30 minute ride. A wise decision as the towns/countryside on the bus ride were uninspiring. We started walking at 9:30am, initially on a busy highway and soon after rejoined the official route. A very pleasant gravel road walk of 16km took us to Astroga. An extremely pleasant Albergue run by a Swiss German woman. Modern and clean with a sunny aspect. Up there as our favorite accommodation to date. Cold beer on arrival most certainly helped.
    Due to our bus ride we are 1 further day ahead of our schedule. This means that we are walking with a totally new bunch of pilgrims. We meet Mary from Derry (Northern Ireland). An absolute character with an almost impenetrable accent. She works in a shelter for victims of domestic violence and is raising money due to recent government funding cuts (sounds familiar). She is a power house so our 2 hour encounter may well be the last. The Camino way.
    The last hour was spent with 2 delightful American women. Seasoned travelers with budgets well beyond ours. A highlight of the day was a donation fruit spread. Very welcomed in the midday sun.
    Finally leaving the flats and heading into the hills. Tomorrow's destination is at 1450m so the extra layers may well be worn. We are both looking forward to views from high places. Tall Paul is having a few shin splint issues but is being stoic and is determined to push on. What a man.
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  • Day 17: Astorga to Forncebadon 27.5km

    18 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    PW: Another full day starting at beautiful Astorga, with its Gaudi palace, and then onto a 27 km gradual incline for an altitude gain on 1619 metres. We are now in Forncebadon for the night, an alpine resort developed on the back of pilgrims passing through this area.

    Great to be in higher altitude and walking uphill, compared to the long flat walks we’ve been doing on the Meseta. We commented that the uphill section at the end of today’s tramp into Forbcebadon was similar to being in NZ.

    Met some interesting characters today on the trail. Notably, well to do Kelly from Chicago, with multiple houses around the States, told us that she’d never been apart from her husband for more than a week! The month on Camino has seemed like an eternity for her. She said she was communicating with him via text only. She felt that if she talked to him virtually, to see and hear him, that she might fall emotionally apart.

    This revelation made Paulus Maximus and Minimus almost choke on their coffee. Both seriously doubted their own partners having this reaction to any of their absences, regardless of the time period involved. Both sympathised with Kelly’s predicament and moved on to the next topic.

    Next was the delightful Lucia from County Kerry. Paulus Maximus in full flow conversation given Lucia’s high level role in primary and community health services in Kerry and Limerick. After talking health service development and politics for awhile, Tall Paul cleverly negotiates a contract of €130000 pa, accomodation, Mercedes Benz, and professional education for the next year, all in good craic. Lucia then tells Paul that she’s done several Caminos, in stages, to keep active. She’s 57 and she was diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease at age 50. She has regular pain in her legs and shoulders and that the only way to beat the symptoms is to remain active, physically and doing the work she loves. She used to work in excess of 70 hours per week, but recently reduced to 50. Not giving into the disease. A real trooper.

    Last, we came across a Dutch threesome, from Eindhoven, who were walking the Camino from Seville. One member was in real strife. The ever helpful Small Paul carried her pack up hill, in hot conditions, to Forncebaden. Sherpa Paul carrying bags for the Dutch. I loved it. What a man. We then met up with the Dutch contingent in the village and proceeded to enjoy many beers with them, making connection via my own Dutch heritage. Lovely crew who we will no doubt bump into regularly, and have a few laughs with, on the way to Santiago.

    Tomorrow we climb to the highest point of the Camino and then down to Ponferrada. About 26km. I’ve been dealing with some shin pain, which is gradually reducing, thanks to pain killers. But my pain is nothing when you see the number of pilgrims walking slowly in excruciating physical pain (much like Lucia) in order to get to Santiago. Where there is a will, there is a way, I suppose…
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  • Day 18: The Iron Cross, or Cruz de Ferro

    19 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☀️ 9 °C

    PW: Today, in early morning light, we walked to the Cruz de Ferro. Tradition has it that pilgrims bring a symbolic stone from their place of origin that represents a burden that they want relief from.

    There were alot of memories left by pilgrims of significant people who’d passed. Trying to let go. It was a quietly emotional place to be.

    My stone was something different. When our first house was destroyed by the February 2011 earthquake, many people came to help us get our possessions out of the house in the first few days, between aftershocks. One such person was 12 year old Joseph Hardman, talented son of Stephen and Clare Hardman. He found this stone in the destroyed house, with Hope written in it, and said to Libby, “I think you’ll be needing a lot of this now…”

    Libby has kept the stone. I said given what she has been through this year and the possibility of an unknown future, I would like to place the stone at the Cross to amplify Hope in our lives. Even though Libby is doing everything possible to manage her diagnosis, as a family we still require a lot of Hope for a positive outcome and to always have Libby in our lives.

    I placed the stone on the pile, said a prayer for her continued recovery and good health, and left in silence. I must say that I felt considerably lightened the rest of the day after dropping off the Hope stone at the Cruz de Ferro.
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  • Day 18, Foncebadon to Ponferrada, 28.2km

    19 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ 🌩️ 26 °C

    A big day, but, and this is a big but, we were up in the hills and had views and fresh mountain air. A contrast to previous days. A medium climb to start the day followed by a 1000m descent. The track was rough in some places. Tall Paul tried to compare it to NZ conditions but I thought otherwise. Passed through beautiful alpine villages on the way down. The Camino has become very popular over the last 20 years. Pilgrim numbers have increased dramatically and this has saved these villages. Many abandoned houses have been rebuilt, restaurants opened, accommodation hostels and general infrastructure added. A Roman occupation era bridge resorted. All this made today's walk an absolute pleasure. Our bodies have become hardened to the rigors of 28km days. 2 months ago we couldn't have imagined ourselves walking such distances day after day and yet we are doing it with relative ease.
    Plenty of chatting today. Tall Paul is getting plenty of Dutch speaking practice. All sounds double Dutch to me. We are known on the trail as 'The two Pauls'. Yes, we have a reputation. As an example, 2 Canadian women were aware of our trail presence and were ecstatic to finally meet us. They took a photo of us but no consent was given for social media distribution as we have a reputation to protect.
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  • Day 19: Ponferrada to Villafranca 26.5km

    20 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    PW: Left Ponferrada at 7:30am and walked past 12 century Knights Templar castle. Then a gentle amble through Spanish suburbia and into countryside. Passed alot of small grape holdings that looked for personal wine making. We meet a couple from the English Midlands, but found we had to seperate early due to our spirits becoming depleted as they grumbled and grumbled about living in modern day Britain…!

    Next half of the walk was through rolling country, mainly in grape, and passed through small, neatly stoned villages with the well appointed and dominant Church in the centre. Through this stage we paired off with two Canadian women from Toronto, Patricia and Janice, who’d started their Camino in Leon, four days earlier. They heard about us on the trail and were keen to catch up. Spent the rest of the afternoon walking with Patricia, an architect, talking all manner of North American politics, ice hockey, state of healthcare in each others country and, of course, building and architectural design. I thought Tim Devine would like meeting this woman.

    We are now resting in a delightful mountainous village called Villafranca del Bierzo. We’ve reached the less than 200 km mark till we get to Santiago. It’s the middle of the afternoon, about 3:30pm, and raining steadily outside. This is really the first rain we’ve had on tour. We’re all resting in an 8-bed open plan loft. Staying tonight are the Dutch crew, Jolander, Jean-Pierre and Agnes from Eindhoven, Bea, our Camino angel and two other strays. The Dutch are talking among themselves, which I enjoy, as it reminds me of Mum and Dad talking to each other at home. Quite comforting. I’m trying to decipher what they’re talking about.

    I expect we’ll all head down to the local restaurant for a shared meal at 7pm. Until that time, it’s rest and recovery and remaining respectful of each other’s space in our loft.

    Such is life on the Camino.
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  • Day 20. Villafranca to Laguna

    21 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☁️ 16 °C

    Again there is not enough room for the full departure and arrival places.
    Villafranca del Bierzo to Laguna de Castilla. 28.56km. Altitude of 1150.
    Yet again a long day. Our various Apps and guide book said 26km but an extra 2.5km somehow materialized. Our first day of rain. Not heavy but enough to get wet. Still warm so not really uncomfortable. Our route took us through a narrow river valley with a major motorway parallel. A major feat of engineering with multiple viaducts. NZ could do with some similar roads. We had been told that today's section was the toughest on the whole Camino but it was really only the last 7km that was challenging. A long uphill drag in the rain. I like hills so enjoyed the extra effort required. Tall Paul kept up a good pace which is highly commendable considering his sore shins. In another Camino Angle moment an Australian Physio was staying in the same accommodation and expertly strapped up Paul with fancy tape. He will be a new man on the trail tomorrow. We are in a totally different environment to our earlier sections. Heavy forested with misty mountain tops, clear flowing rivers, dairy cows and many more Spanish Pilgrims.
    Some nice chats today. Tall Paul spoke to a woman from Tennessee. Her husband had died from a respiratory illness, ironically just before Covid. She had come over for the Camino with a friend and is having a grand time. We had meet a couple from Tennessee in our first week. Due to our failing memories we couldn't remember there names so they became Cougar and Rattlesnake. Our new Tennessee friend found this highly amusing.
    After 23 nights in different accommodation we are getting a tad tired of the unpacking/repacking routine so looking forward to staying 2 nights in one local. This will happen soon.
    Sadly, today we parted ways with our Spanish Angle. Bea was having issues with her knee and decided to catch a bus. She is now 2 days ahead of us. A beautiful woman filled with joy and a radiant smile. We still owe her a beer which will never be forgotten.
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  • Day 21: La Laguna to Triacastela. 26km

    22 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    PW: A dismal morning. We had to make up time as stayed in La Laguna de Castilla because O Cebreiro was booked out. This meant a 200m climb over 2.5 km in foggy and bleak conditions. We crossed provinces into Galicia, the home province. of Santiago de Compostela. We are now less than 150km from our destination. Both Pauls had a minimal breakfast at O Cebreiro and marched on to Alto do Poio, past the highest point of 1270m, where we had our regular Spanish omelette for sustenance. The rest of the day was spent in gradual, and sometimes difficult, decline to get to Triacastela, a descent of 600m. During our decline, we passed a number of small, barely sustainable under cover cow farms; the mixture of animal excrement, cold damp conditions and strong odours made this part of the walk unappealing. Surrounding us were massive hill country on either side, some of which had been turned into pasture land. It reminded me of the hill country on the Banks Peninsula . The ringing of cow bells was never far from ear shot.

    Personally, I was not on my best form today. I couldn’t get warm for most of the day and felt physically depleted. The sun made a dappled appearance about 11am; prior to this we walked in unpleasant rainy and foggy conditions. When we reached Alto do Poio I was tempted to take a taxi to Triacastela, but soldiered on. Fortunately, I’d got my shins strapped by an angel Aussie physiotherapist the night before, which helped the long downward walk. Still, my shins were screaming when I reached the bottom - about 10km later.

    Small Paul, meanwhile, maintains his chirpy disposition and engages with all manner of people. An aristocratic English couple, a German lesbian and a Wisconsin academic couple were his victims today.

    We are a day ahead of schedule and will aim to have a well deserved rest day soon. Our bodies are getting tired after 22 days on the trot and we are finding that afternoon sleeps are a mandatory part of the recovery programme.
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  • Day 22, Triacastela to Sarria, 19km

    23 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

    Firstly, apologies for not posting at our normal time. We met up with our Dutch friends and 1 beer led to a few too many. A bottle of cheap red wine with dinner meant I was in no condition to summarize the day.
    Slight hangover this morning so this post is 24hrs late. Struggling to remember the day. Believe it or not, it's my first for the whole trip.

    Yesterday. Finally, a short day. A long uphill for an altitude gain of 500m. Equally long descent which caused tall Paul a lot of discomfort. He is being very stoic and remains absolutely determined to reach Santiago.
    I was ahead on the trail and chatting to a delightful French girl. We completely missed a turnoff and 20 minutes later realized our mistake. Google maps came in very handy . An extra 3 kms covered. Tall Paul also missed the turn off but realized way earlier than us.
    Beautiful countryside all day. Lots of small hamlets with cow poop all over the roads. The farmers live right beside the cow yards/barns so spend a life time surrounded by the not so pleasant poop smell. Very old fashion farming environment/techniques. No idea how it's anywhere near viable for the farmers. Perhaps Common Market subsidies are part of the equation. Old pathways most of the day. Have been in use for centuries. We caught up with friends from previous sections and hopefully we arrive in Santiago on the same day. We are staying 2 nights so will keep an eye on arrival s. 115km to go.
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  • Jean-Pierre van Veghel: Camino Legend

    23 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

    PW: l want to bring our followers up to speed on how walking Camino’s can get into the essence and heart of some Europeans. On our Camino, we have been fortunate to meet Jean-Pierre van Veghel, a 61 year old Dutchman from Eindhoven who was able to sell his business at 49, reinvest his earnings and is now able follow his Camino and travel dreams.

    Jean-Pierre’s first Camino was the French way and he walked this with his lovely and very capable wife, Jolander. That took six weeks in March-April 2014. Next was the Northern Camino in 2015 followed by Portuguese Camino in 2016. All these walks were also completed with Jolander.

    The couple then went to the southern island of Japan in 2017 to complete the temple walks, a distance of 1200km that took six weeks. So memorable was this experience that he has a tattoo representing Japan on his right sleeve.

    Still not finished, the couple walked in Nepal for a month in 2018. They were guided and reached an elevation of 5400m and recalled many intimate cultural experiences on that trip.

    In 2019, the couple began the Camino from Seville and got as far as Madeira, when Jean-Pierre had to return home due to the death of his mother. This year he re-started from where they left off in Madeira with Jolander and her sister, Agnes. They had been waking for a month when we meet them as they were walking into Foncebaden. Agnes was not in good shape and small Paul, helpful as ever, carried her bags to the village.

    Most impressive was that in 2022, Jean-Pierre after some personal pressures, left his front door in Eindhoven, and like the original pilgrims, and walked 2000km to Santiago de Compostela. This took him an incredible 8 weeks at an average distance of 35km per day. He said he came back better equipped to deal with what was going then on in his life. It needs to be noted here that Jean-Pierre does not walk the Camino, he G-L-I-D-E-S on the Camino. He maintains his strength, balance and speed throughout this motion. He says most days he will walk 10-20km because he just loves to walk.

    Just want to say what a privilege it has been to get to know Jean-Pierre, Jolander and Agnes on our Camino, hearing of their incredible journeys, and just have fun with them. It’s been great for me to try to speak Dutch (poorly) and to connect with my own Dutch heritage. They haven’t been to New Zealand yet, but I assured them if they do visit, our country will tick a lot of their walking and outdoor boxes.

    Kom ons bezoeken in Nieuw-Zeeland
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  • Day 22: Sarria to Portomarin. 24.5km

    24 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C

    PW: We had a nice night in Sarria, catching up with the Dutch team: Jean-Pierre, Agnes and later Jolander. I enquired at length about Jean-Pierre’s various Caminos, and will write a summary in another footnote. The Spanish cervesa flowed in the discussion, and we were joined by the two Canadians, Patrica and Janice.

    Two Pauls then went on for a menu del dia at a recommended local restaurant. We were delighted to have a high quality meal of scallop croquettes, beautiful Spanish tomato salad, perfectly marinated beef, and a chocolate and creamy custard layered dessert, that was the town’s specialty. We enjoyed that so much, that staff indulged us in seconds. That desert richness, combined with mediocre red wine and several prior beers, caused small Paul not to feel his best self.

    The 24.5 km walk to Portomarin was in steady rain and/or drizzly conditions. So walking most of the day with full wet weather gear - which makes it hard to want to talk to people passing by. Another distraction has been the amount of new pilgrims starting from Sarria. Thousands of them - 330,000 every year to be correct. Sarria is popular as the mostly Spanish pilgrims can collect a Camino certificate after 4 days of walking. Their introduction has changed the vibe the walk; it’s congested as anything, there’s this frenetic energy and noise about the new walkers and, of course, more competition for beds in Albergues. We long walkers of the Camino shake our heads at the excess commercialism and hype and think back to the Misesta.

    So nothing outstanding scenery wise to report. We are walking on the well worn paths of centuries of previous pilgrims, passing richly green and well watered countryside of undulating hills and small farm holdings.

    Small Paul is usually 10-15 metres (or more) ahead of me as I walk gingerly with my strapped shins. I can only catch him when small Paul, helpful as ever, takes it on himself to instruct another pilgrim on the best way to walk with their poles or fix their pack if it isn’t sitting right. This is my chance to get ahead. I race to catch them up, and ask, in a concerned manner, if Small Paul is bothering them as there has been some problems with him on the trail. They get the joke and I carrying on walking by. It’s wearing a bit thin by now, but it still makes me smile. At least it gets me in front for a period.

    We have cracked the less than 100km mark. So close, and still a bit too far. Looking forward to a rest day towards the end of this week. Shins are screaming.
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  • Day 25, Portomarin to Palas de Rei, 27km

    25 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ 🌬 20 °C

    We have somehow got our day numbering mucked up. Today is the 25th so that should be the title day number. Does it matter, not really.
    Another day amberling along country lanes and footpaths. As Paul W said yesterday, pilgrim numbers have risen dramatically. At no moment on our 27km day were we alone. If you stop for a moment you are passed by 20 people. An Australian couple I spoke to briefly had not expected such crowds and were overwhelmed and underwhelmed at the same time. It is what it is.
    There have been two fat American priests on the trail and we finally spoke to one of them today. Paul was naturally forward and suggested to the priest that he was on a weight loss Camino. Thankfully he laughed. He is from a Parish outside of Houston (Texas) on a sort of sabbatical celebrating 10 years since ordination. Somewhat weirdly he is wearing his priest dog collar. You don’t see doctors wearing stethoscopes on the trail. The conversation didn't last long enough for us to ask the why question. Maybe tomorrow.

    The weather has not been good with occasional showers and more rain on the way. Raining now so relaxing in bunks. In-house dinner is not until 8 pm. Normally the dinner at albergues are at 7pm so a very Spanish eating time for us. Cafe's during the day are getting expensive. 8€ ($15) for a simple lunch. Up from 5€ on earlier sections. Due to the colder weather beer consumption has decreased so budgets still on target. My photos are a bit rubbish today. Phone may be on its way out. 65km to go.
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  • Day 26: Palas de Rei to Melide 15.5km.

    26 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

    Late night was spent with the Dutch crew at our Albergue which provided an Italian themed meal. It was the last time we’d see them as they were intending to be in Santiago on Saturday, while we are scheduled for Monday. A lovely evening talking about the different Spanish Caminos and their proposed long haul Camino to New Zealand one day.

    We woke this morning relived that we were not having to walk the standard 25+ km. Relaxed packing up and leaving the hostel and then getting on trail. Immediately confronted by the hordes of tourists leaving their hotels and starting on trail. Really overwhelming. These groups are mainly Spanish, and have high exuberance and vitality attached to them. Lots of discussion, music, noise. It is as though these groups are on some kind of celestial conveyer belt getting them to Santiago.

    Fortunately, the two Pauls organised a two night stay in Melide to get off the Sarria conveyor belt to Santiago. We are resting here now, in a nicely appointed Albergue in the centre of the old town. It’s a really pretty and manageable place to rest. The town is famous for its boiled octopus, so we’re bound to give that a try. Otherwise, it’ll be wandering the streets, taking in the sights and smells. I’d also like to finish a book I’ve been carrying since I first left NZ.

    Weather in Galicia has been temperamental - downpours and then fragments of sun. Reminds us of Dunedin weather, but milder. We intend to rest up tomorrow and then push for Santiago over the following three days. Not long now!
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  • Day 27. All day in Melide

    27 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☀️ 15 °C

    Finally our rest day arrived. A much needed do nothing day. What we had not expected was to be informed we needed to be out of the Albergue from 9am to 1pm. Bloody hell, we wanted to sleep in. Out we trudged into the cold wind and showers. Found the city library and settled in for a read of long carried books. A little uncomfortable as the library was unheated. My Spanish SIM had expired so walked around looking for a phone shop. 10€ for 50GB and I was back online. With that much data I don't bother with WiFi. Back to hostel for an afternoon sleep. A perfect nothing day. A highlight of our stay has been the quality of the disability shower. Most Spanish shower areas are sorely wanting but not this one. Water drained perfectly, a hugh shower head and just plain nice. I've had 2 showers today and contemplating a 3rd.
    Surprisingly, we are both looking forward to being back on the trail tomorrow. My shoes were beginning to fall apart so some duct tape surgery required. Looks ridiculous but only needs to last 55km, I say hopefully.
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  • Day 28: Melide to Arzua. 12.5 km.

    28 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ⛅ 6 °C

    PW: Another short and welcome trot to Arzúa, 12.5 km down the trail. Another welcome feature was that we did not encounter noise and pace of the hoards this morning and so could naturally enjoy the grassy hedgerows, small towns and green vistas that we passed.

    Before we left today, I touched base with my son, Sam, who has moved to Sydney for his work. I think I did well. In the space of 12 minutes and 54 seconds I got, in monosyllabic responses, the low down on his flat, sport events in Sydney, him starting work on Monday and events around him leaving NZ. Admittedly, he’s busy and got a bit on setting himself up in a new city.

    I thought about conversations I’d been having in the last month on the Camino. Almost a juxtaposition. Interactions on the Camino appear to be less transactional and more process driven. People have time to chew the fat, so to speak, with many different recipients at the same or different times. In a uniquely Spanish way, people have time to gradually tell their many stories and provide their views (if they want to) and from these stories relationships build based on an enjoyment of each other and a shared common humanity. It’s quite authentic and soulful.

    As we get closer to Santiago, and the trail gets more congested, us longer walkers are noting interactions are becoming more transactional; the trail is lacking the specialness of earlier interactions. It is as though we are being asked to return to the modern world again. The question will be how we retain the space to continue to tell our stories and retain some of the positive human interactions that have come out of this not so ordinary walk.

    We are physically tired. We walk. We shower. We rest. We know we are getting close to the end of our Camino. Just two more days of 20km each. We’re trying to make sense of this not so ordinary walk.
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  • Day 29. Arzua to Pedrouzo, 22.3km.

    29 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

    Today's leg was a very pleasant 22.3km through rolling forested hills. Very similar to the previous 3 days. After our rest day we are feeling a tad revitalized and with only 22km to cover we could just enjoy the day. The crowded trail didn't faze us, we just went with the flow. Because of our rest day people whom we met on our earlier sections have caught us up. Kim from the USA was particularly happy to see us. Our reputation has not diminished. Luke the lawyer, from Auckland, was another encounter. Hopefully we will see them and others in Santiago tomorrow. With only 20km remaining we are feeling a mixture of sadness and relief. It's been a long journey with multiple wonderful experiences but after 30 nights of different beds, similar food and weather now turning cold we are glad it's almost over. The bodies are tired and the thought of lying on a Barcelona beach doing nothing is very attractive. There also may be some sights on the beach which attract our attention.En savoir plus

  • Day 30: Pedrouzo to Santiago. 22.5km

    30 septembre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C

    Well, we made it. What seemed the longest 20km walk of our lives, we followed the pilgrim hoards into Santiago de Compostela. The journey was made easier by conversations with two informative middle aged Irish guys (their 7th Camino) and a whacked out 49 year old Californian woman named Indira. We followed the lines of pilgrims into the plaza of St James where both of us looked up at the stylish St James church and had a brief, but poignant moment. A mixture of relief, exhaustion, pride and, for me, personal fulfilment. 750 km of constant graft and physicality rewarded! Thirty years of thinking one day I might get here, and feckin doing it!

    About 1km before entering the plaza, we had a Camino moment. We were getting tired/frustrated by the walk in the misty conditions and for some unknown reason I started sensing that our Albergue might be near. I said to small Paul, let’s look on Maps to see if we can drop our packs at the Albergue and then head into the plaza. I then looked up and we were standing outside the Albergue we’d booked in flipping June! So we were able to walk pack free into the plaza and soak up the atmosphere.

    It’s pretty surreal experience in the plaza as folk are experiencing all kinds of different emotions. Reacquainting with folk who you’ve had even slight connections on the trail. Long walkers congratulating each other for doing the hard yards. Many are limping and sore. Some are overwhelmed. Depleted. It’s a sight to behold.

    And then it kind of ends, our bodies tell us to go, and we limp back to the Albergue to eat, shower and recover. On the way back small Paul and I celebrate by having a large Spanish IPA at an overpriced bar and some tapas to die for.

    It’s all been so worth it.
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  • Day 31. A day in Santiago

    1 octobre 2024, Espagne ⋅ 🌫 20 °C

    A sleep in. What a luxury. Unfortunately the weather was grey and scattered showers. Typical in this part of Spain in autumn. A feature of completing the Camino is a fancy certificate, in Latin with our name printed, issued by the main Cathedral. We had been advised to register online prior to our arrival and all went very smoothly. A five minute wait and all was sorted. Spanish bureaucracy at its abnormal best. Souvenir plaques were also purchased so a solid/ tangible reminder of our journey.
    An essential part of arriving in Santiago is attending a pilgrim mass at the beautiful Praza Obradoiro Cathedral. We joined a very long entrance queue and even though we got inside 40 minutes prior to the service commencement we still had to stand. A moving service followed, mainly in Spanish but we still felt very much part of it. The highlight is the swinging of the giant incense burner 'Botafumeiro'. Originally used to fumicate the sweaty and possibly disease-ridden pilgrims. Not us of course. The rain continued to fall so our impressions of Santiago are of a very damp city, almost Dunedin like. A few celebratory beers followed. Hence the 24 hr delay in writing this.
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  • Day 32: Back to the beginning: Barcelona

    2 octobre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    PW: Left a wet and damp Santiago on a 4:15am taxi and boarded a 6:45am flight to Barcelona. Need to be there 2 hours before departure. Got to airport and surprised to find Spaniards already queuing at check in, well before time, when no assistants there! In NZ, more relaxed attitude about internal travel.

    Got to beautiful Barcelona around 8am. Really a favourite city of mine, in terms of architecture, food, climate, Catalan people and being by the sea. Who’s can go past Zafron’s trilogy based in Barcelona?

    Navigated metro and found our way to hostel. This is our last base after 33 consecutive days of changing places. We’ll kind of miss the privileged transient life we’ve had. We’re based near the beach so wandered down with the hope of a beach day, which wasn’t meant to be. Wind and cloud got up. Managed to have a doze on beach, which is always nice.

    We then wandered along the storefront, passed the Americas Cup venue for the Rich Boys. Small Paul tried to charm himself in but I saw his New Balance shorts and Macpac cap wasn’t going to cut it. We were duly referred to the Fanzone for the general riff-raff down the beach. We spent a pleasant few hours in warm weather watching the challenger races (Britain v Italy) on the big screen while we could also watch the boats fly across the water. An engineering marvel to watch. Britain won two races and in strong position to challenge Team NZ.

    In process, we chatted to a young Kiwi guy about his life as a two person crew on a super yacht for a super wealthy German. Boat is only used three months a year, rest of time is maintenance and repair. Winters are slow. Gets €4000 per month which pays off his student loan. Could stay on and move to a captains position, but thinks about re-entering the real world back in NZ.

    After races we walked back to hostel via a corridor of Super Yachts and vessels moored at Barcelona. Quite the juxtaposition coming off the Camino just the day before! Maybe these things and football stadiums are the modern day cathedrals? Small Paul and I ogled at the wealth in similar way to the Spanish churches we’d seen.

    Our plans are to get some washing done, visit Sacrada Família, have a Catalan lunch with the lovely Merce and touch base with Harry Cave. In between, we’ll just wander around this beautiful place, hopefully fit in another beach day, weather permitting, and do some shopping before we jump on the plane on Saturday.

    Not much time left on our adventure.
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  • Day 33: Being in Barcelona

    3 octobre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☀️ 22 °C

    A day of absolute cultural, friendship and culinary delight. Spent the morning at Sacrada Família, Gaudi’s uncompleted gothic interpretation of a Catholic cathedral in the centre of Barcelona. Started in 1882, it had various setbacks, including a civil war, but work has accelerated in last 20 years. Hopes to be completed by 2034.

    Both Pauls stunned by the Cathedrals magnificence. We scoured the outside and talked about the architectural and engineering feats. We were lucky enough to get tickets to go inside and blown away by the sheer scale and height and fact that there were no right angles in whole construction. We sat contentedly for about an hour just in awe looking at different parts of the building. It was breathtaking. A modern wonder of the world.

    The afternoon was spent with Libby and my special friend, Merce Boixet, She is a one of a kind person. I was lucky enough to work with Merce as a clinical psychologist in the UK in the 1990s. She has remained a firm family favourite and visited us in NZ in 2005, when our kids were still little. She took small Paul and I into a delightful Catalan restaurant in the old part of Barcelona, where we enjoyed a three course menu and a lovely apéritif to finish. Small Paul was in seventh culinary heaven. Of course, the delight was to catch up with lovely Merce, hear of her family and the life, history and politics of Spain. A brilliant and special woman.

    We then came back to our hostel, had a brief man rest before we caught up with Harry Cave, youngest son of Phil and Maree Cave, Ngapata, Gisborne. Large discussion about Harry’s adventures working on a 110m, $US300 million super launch. A floating palace. Harry has been working on the launch for one month and still learning the ropes. He’s having a wonderful and privileged experience. About to take the floating palace across the Atlantic to Florida in a few weeks. Harry is the kind of guy any future father in law would be proud of (!). Humorous, emotionally intelligent and has high integrity, just like his parents. Phil and Maree - he was well looked after by small Paul and I tonight in the warm streets of Barcelona. We shared a few laughs about our respective adventures.

    Tomorrow readers need to know that small Paul and I are having time apart. Oh no, I hear you say.. Small Paul is scheduled to go to Gerona to visit a Christchurch cycling friend, Cor. Tall Paul will roam the streets of Barcelona, go shopping, and might even get some beach time - weather is looking good.

    We plan to meet at the restaurant near the Sants train station in the evening to repeat the first spontaeous Barcelona meal experience we had on Day 3. We’ll see how it goes. Sadly that will be our last night in this beautiful city.
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  • Day 34. Barcelona and Girona

    4 octobre 2024, Espagne ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    The 2 Paul's had a day apart. OMG, how did we cope. Very well indeed. I traveled by train to Girona, 100km to the north. Gee, I love European trains. Super comfortable, super smooth, super everything. 39mins to cover the distance. My Christchurch friend, Corr, has based himself in Girona over the last 2 NZ winters. His son rides for the UAE pro cycling team and has a flat in the old city. It's a beautiful place. A very popular cycling destination. We spent the day walking around eating and drinking. Every bike shop was visited but all prices were way beyond my budget. $220 for a average top. No thanks.
    Tall Paul went to the beach and seemingly had a good time. Being a Bay Boy beaches are his thing. There could be a return visit tomorrow. Our flight departs Barcelona at 9pm so really another full day in this delightful city. We finished the day with a meal at a restaurant we discovered on our first day here, way back in August. We were genuinely welcomed back. It's that 'reputation' thing again. The subway trains were crowded on our journey home at 9pm. I can guarantee that the young people were on their way out while us old man were heading home.
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  • Camino Reflections

    5 octobre 2024, Espagne ⋅ 🌧 20 °C

    PW: I have had two days lying on a Barcelona beach reflecting on the last month. This is what I’ve come up with:
    1. 750 km is a long way.
    2. A Camino is not ordinary. It is crucially about the people you meet and the experiences you have with them. Their life, like yours, is suspended doing the walk and so pilgrims have time and space to explore. Every day contained some wonder about who we were going to bump into that day. There was also the joy of making reconnections with folk you’d met along the trail.
    3. There is also alot of time for solitude and self-reflection. There are long periods of walking alone. Note: the mind can bring up some whacky stuff and it’s best not to pay it too much attention.
    4. The Camino is embedded in the history of past pilgrims who have done the walk. It must have been physical hell for them in earlier times. When I was dealing with painful shin splints, which could’ve jeopardised my Camino, I felt their spirits urging me on.
    5. Unexplainable things happen on the Camino. Interpret them as you see fit.
    6. To have no other task but to walk for 30 days, and be totally living and alive in your body, is an absolute bonus. We are both physically and mentally stronger and just feel both more ‘alive’ and grounded.
    7. Spending a whole month in Spain, and being supported by the warmth and hospitality of the Spanish people has been another bonus. Kishore, Antonio and Rnelio, Manolo, Estella and Pep, Bea (our Camino Angel) and, of course, wonderful Merce. I’m sitting here in the warmth of Barcelona, and am sad to have to leave all this soon.
    8. I am convinced anyone can do a Camino. We saw a lot of walkers punching above their weight on trail. It is physically demanding and you need a good reason to want to do one. That’s a question you’ll get asked from time to time walking the trail. After all, it is not that logical give up 6 weeks of your life to walk an 800+km historical religious trail. Nuts really. Could be at the beach instead.
    9. If you have this unexplainable urge, the support infrastructure is there in terms of accomodation and food; all you have to do to prepare is start walking half marathons regularly. Oh yes - it is not all long and flat; there are a few grunty inclines. So hill work is important.
    10. I got asked several times on the trail my reasons for walking the Camino and, in short, my response was;
    i) just turned a significant age;
    ii) coincided with accumulated work leave that I had to use.
    iii) life is short
    But that wasn’t the full story. There have been undercurrents. In 1996 I read David Lodge’s comical book, Therapy, about the trials and tribulations of Tubby Passmore, as he tries to overcome a pain in his knee. The last part of the book finds Tubby reconnecting with his first love on the Camino. The seed had been planted in those pages. Growing up in a Catholic household probably held some interest with the religious aspect to the walk. Libby also read the novel and kept prompting me over the last 30 years about when “I’m going to do that funny Camino walk…”

    From 2020-23, small Paul and I completed a section of the South Island Te Araroa Trail over January/Februray. Other walkers on the trail, who’d also completed the Camino, suggested that small Paul and I would be a good fit for a Camino. Thanks to Phil, Maree and Denis the Legend for those seeds.
    11. What happened with Libby’s diagnosis and cancer treatment this year was a shock to us all. A real spanner in the works. However, it’s been a good reason and motivation to go on Camino, and I have to thank Libby for encouraging me to go when she was going through the grind of cancer treatment. She’s the real hero out of all this; our walk pales into insignificance compared to her cancer journey. I came to the conclusion during the walk that instead of living with uncertainty that a cancer diagnosis feeds on, making Hope and Gratitude one of my and our best friends and is a natural antidote to uncertainty. Sweetheart, we are scheduling in the Portuguese Camino, 10 days from Porto to Santiago, in 2-3 years time. Would love doing this with you and for us to be in this special part of the world again.
    12. My good friend and neighbour, Paul Nicholas, deserves a lot of thanks. He was looking for another adventure after the TA and jumped on my Camino urge. Thank you Paul for putting up with my occasional grumpiness, mental absurdities, and need for rest and recovery (i.e sleep). That is small testament to your patience and kind heart. Small Paul was always fitter and ahead of me on the trail (bastard). The distances increased more when I was hobbling and battling pain with my shins. Thanks for waiting patiently at the various junctions. My goal is to be as fit as you are when I’m 66 (!).

    I learnt that you are a man of simple pleasures. To compensate for all the exercise you do, I became conditioned to your need to have three square meals per day and at least three beers in that day. Drinking supermarket beers in a Spanish parks, like a couple of hobos, while waiting for towns to come out of siesta, was a feature of our Camino.

    You are a natural tour guide and love helping others and giving advice. I still maintain that you bother people. We do the physical grind and can have some laughs along the way. I really hope you can install more adventure in your life. I hear from a reliable source that the 1200km temple-to-temple walk on a southern Japanese island is worth doing…

    13. That’s all the thoughts I have for now. I re-read and left a tattered copy of Therapy at our final Albergue in Santiago. Hopefully another pilgrim will get some joy out of Tubby. Others thoughts of our adventure will come up, that I’ll likely add as time goes by. We are now showering and heading to airport for the 30 hour journey home.

    Buen Camino everyone!
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    Fin du voyage
    7 octobre 2024