Planes, trains, automobiles, and feet

Well, it took all of the above-- and a buses too-- but I've made it to my starting point, St. Jean Pied de Port, France.

Picked up my pilgrim's "passport," found a room for the night, hit an ATM, and enjoyed dinner-- the best pizza I've ever had in France!

My day started at 1AM (thank you, jet lag) so I'm feeling loopy, and having a rough time keeping my eyes open. I'll be a *really* early night. Tomorrow I start walking toward Santiago.Leggi altro