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Plaza Mayor

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  • Day193

    Camino Frances 7

    August 8, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Nach zwei weiteren Tagen bin ich heute in Burgos angekommen. Mein gestriges Etappenziel war Atapuerca, ein hübsches kleines Dorf in der Provinz Burgos. Atapuerca ist eine Weltkulturerbestätte, da dort die ältesten menschlichen Fossilen Europas entdeckt wurden.
    Heute ging es dann 20 km weiter in die Stadt Burgos. Der Weg dorthin war nicht so überwältigend - es ging vorbei am Flughafen, durch ein Gewerbegebiet und zwei Vororte von Burgos - also viel Asphalt. 😒 (aber bei insgesamt 764 km kann es auch nicht immer idyllisch sein)
    Da ich bereits mittags im Stadtzentrum angekommen bin, hatte ich noch ausreichend Zeit mir den historischen Stadtkern mit der Kathedrale anzuschauen - ein grandioses Bauwerk. Durch die 19 Kapellen in der Kathedrale wirkt der Innenraum aber etwas verbaut. Von außen ist sie aber toll anzusehen. Einer der Baumeister war übrigens Johannes von Köln.
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  • Day93

    komplimente

    October 24, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 10 °C

    heute haben wir ganz viele komplimente bekommen als familie und vor allem der Kinder, wie anständig sie sind. eigentlich ist dieses hotel nicht gebucht von familien. wir sind natürlich sehr stolz darüber. das hotel meinte sogar, wir können sie als referenz für kommende buchungen angeben. heute haben wir nochmals den zweiten teil der stadt burgos besichtigt. für euch weitere fotos. morgen fahren wir die letzte etappe auf dem camino di santiago und stechen dann in richtung süden.Read more

  • Day92

    burgos

    October 23, 2019 in Spain ⋅ 🌧 9 °C

    zwischen den regenpausen nutzten wir die gelegenheit und besichtigten die stadt burgos. die bilder sprechen für sich. ein hochplateau in spanien das sehenswert ist.

  • Day16

    Burgos-Castrojeriz

    May 4, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 8 °C

    40km de marche, je pense que nous sommes en formes. Burgos est une ville incroyable avec sa cathédrale magnifique. Nous sommes arrivé à 19:30 et une roulotte dans un camping nous attendais. Comme vous pouvez voir, nous avons changé de sorte de bière pour la Mahou. De nouveaux amis de l’Irlande se sont joins à nous. Buen Camino!!!Read more

  • Day91

    kalt

    October 22, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 8 °C

    die nacht war etwas kalt bei 13 grad in der unterkunft; zum glück hatten wir gute schlafsäcke. die temperatur beim packen draussen am morgen war bei 6 grad. wir waren alle eingepackt mit mütze, schal und handschuhen. im nebel gings dann los und die kälteste temperatur war 4 grad. wir strampelten uns warm. in burgos beim hotel angekommen wurden wir wieder extrem herzlich empfangen. in einem kleinen raum hinter der rezeption, haben sie platz gemacht für unsere fahrräder und zwei anhänger. eigentlich wollten wir die carla draussen lassen, doch die chefin hat darauf bestanden und zwei männer organisiert, die sie mit nik zusammen in den raum hoben. für uns ist diese zeit in burgos völliger Luxus; schönes hotel, warm, gemütlich und erholsam. hier blleiben wir zur erholung bis freitag, da sie regen angesagt haben und kalte temperaturen.Read more

  • Day13

    Heute nicht viel Neues ...

    June 3, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 24 °C

    Da heute Morgen hier ein ziemlich großes Verkehrschaos herrschte - ausgelöst durch einen großen Unfall direkt vor dem Busbahnhof, ging heute nichts mehr, denn der letzte Bus für die nächste Zeit, mit dem ich fahren wollte, wurde gecancelled und der nächste sollte dann erst gegen 17:45 Uhr fahren - Ankunft gegen 19 Uhr. Das war mir dann zu riskant, denn in dem Ort wo es jetzt als Nächstes hingeht, konnte man nichts reservieren. Und da die meisten Herbergen ab spätestens vier oder fünf completo sind, wollte ich mich nicht an der bedrace (Rennen um die letzten Betten) beteiligen.

    Auf einen Tag kommt es jetzt auch nicht mehr an. Ich hab mir dann ein paar Läden angeschaut - wen wundert's, dass da u.a auch Lebensmittelläden dabei waren 😀 ...

    Allerdings gab es da nicht viel, was es bei uns nicht auch gibt, viele bekannte Produktnamen dabei. Nur um die Fischabteilungen beneid ich die Spanier, die Auswahl hätte ich bei uns auch gern im Supermarkt. Und hätte es in dem Hostel einen Herd gegben, dann wär ich wohl aktiv geworden. O.k., hat nichr sollen sein, aber vielleicht ergibt sich ja noch eine Gelegenheit.
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  • Day382

    Burgos

    September 16, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    Ok, wir sind bei Regen und Nebel seit 6 Uhr unterwegs. Marcus ist die ganze Strecke gefahren, weil´s mir heute richtig mies ging. Nach einem Spaziergang durch Burgos und genügend Sauerstoff, ging es wieder besser und wir fahren weiter zu unserem Etappen-Ziel.

  • Day14

    Relative Miracles 2

    June 1, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 8 °C

    One week in and we are spending our 'rest day' on the train between Legrono to Burgos. From Burgos we will walk a couple of days over the miseta plateaus to experience walking in the heat and flat terrain. Then on to walk the last 100km to Compostela to get our completion certificate and a pat on our backs and a tick in that box.

    I was talking with Katrina about the interactions on the Camino. Although we are meeting some really lovely people and when you are walking miles you are somewhat forced to talk to people you wouldn't normally, however I've found very few people on camino are 'my people'. People that can banter and talk politics and are more rational than spiritual. Katrina said she tells people she's a biologist and drops the 'evolutionary' from her title as she doesn't know how they will respond. I haven't had anyone want to know anything more about the fact I work in a union. We chatted about how we are comfortable with our selves and our professions, even if they are 'against god' in some odd way.

    After a first week of inspiration, I'm stagnating and becoming synical. It's a culmination of irksome feelings. On day two or three of our walk we chatted with an American family from Oregon. They asked if we were religious and we stated we are not, but they are. They asked us what we would say to God if we met him on the Way. Katrina responded somewhat jokingly that we would have some firm words to say to him, but the question bugged me so I fell silent and fell back on the path. I couldn't picture meeting God. Two days after this conversation I've reconsidered - I wouldn't know what to say to Him, because I'm Athiest. Not Agnostic, but Athiest. I would never sit with God. I could be knocking on the pearly gates of heaven but there would still be no God for me.

    I fundamentally disagree with the idea of a missionary. Suddenly the idea of doing a pilgrimage walk to visit the body of an apostle who spread Christianity through an otherwise Muslim country feels so wrong. But the Camino doesn't have to be about God, as they say, however it is exceedingly rare to find anyone on the Camino who does not have a Christian background. The majority of pilgrims are American, Irish and South Korean. Many of these people would not do the walk to Mecca, or the walk from Egypt with Estha and the Jews, or the walk across India to follow Ashoka's spread of Buddhism. Or maybe they would do these walks, maybe I'm writing them off too quickly and am being too cynical. To be honest, I probably wouldn't do these walks either. Despite being 3rd generation athiest, I come from a Christian background so subconsciously relate to the camino more than these other walks. This also buggs me.

    After my incomplete PhD thesis, I've been toying with ideas for a better research topic. Working as a travel wholesaler, I learnt that a foreign culture and holiday itineries for travellers are pitched according to your culture. If an Australian wants to travel to Japan for a ski holiday, they are happy with bunk beds close to the slopes, with a bar nearby. We are usually put with the Americans. The Europeans want comfort - perhaps a cook or a chalet style hotel. The Chinese want all-you-can-eat crab for dinner, apparently. Hotels will be built with separate wings, to segregate the cultures of people so everyone can have their ideal holiday and sample the parts of the foreign culture they hope to see. Everything is a snapshot that works within the ingrained stereotypes of our culture. We all go home having had a good time but ultimately seeing only what we and they want us to see. Cultures are fascinating. People are fascinating.

    This holiday is pitched as a way to find yourself on a difficult physical journey. It's an ancient route that has split into multiple Ways, following a man who brought Christianity to Europe then following his followers back to him. Its symbolic. I'm finding it a somewhat sad metaphor for the feeling the West has for more. For a feeling of incompleteness.

    The other night we went out for dinner, hoping to find a restaurant that would serve us authentic Spanish food. One look at our camino shell necklace and our 2 words of Spanish, and we are handed the 'pilgrim menu'. Generally a cheap and delicious 3 course set menu, but we are pigeonholed. We resigned ourselves to this, and sat with the other pilgrims, eavesdropping on their conversation. The spiritual Japanese man (the one non-Christian Culture I've met on the camino) was speaking to an American woman, and she was saying her friends wished her goodbye before she left, with a 'I hope you do find yourself on the Camino, so you can finally stop searching'. She seemed disappointed with this response. I also hope she finds whatever it is she is looking for to make her more comfortable with herself. I don't know if this kind of epiphany it is something that you can plan for, and this holiday seems very planned. Perhaps it's something that might be found under the couch at home, who knows.

    Troops of people, having a break from their lives to meet others in the same state and to hope to find more about themselves. Its beautiful and horribly sad. The Spanish culture isn't the main drive as I'd hoped. It's a capitalist sense of something missing and of a lack of integrity in our lives and our work.

    If I'm not going to 'find myself' on this walk, or suddenly wake up with my anxieties gone, and am not going to suddenly become spiritual, then what times have I felt the most enlightened?
    Listening to the stories of Hibakusha in Japan singing about their home towns that were bombed in the war. That made me feel an intense connection with others. Seeing the statue on the banks of the Hiroshima River of children holding up the equation 'E=mc2' made me shudder at the thought of the godlike power of humans, and our responsibility to use this for good. Reading Sarte in highschool where he states that everything that occurs in the world is a result of my actions in some small or large way. The WFYS conference in Russia where I ate with people from across the globe, but instead of discussing our hopes for enlightenment we discussed our welfare systems, and our methods of democracy, and could ask questions about the differences between Shia and Sunni with a Malay and a Pakistani over a shared meal. These were moments I felt so humbled. I felt so incredibly powerful, and so powerless. Being a white person from a first world Christian nation has so much weight and responsibility, and I don't know this is realised by others on this pilgrimage.

    It feels like us pilgrims are of one mindframe of an oddly individualistic nature, hiking incredible miles through the glorious Spanish countryside. Arriving into ghost towns during siesta, but when we sleep, the locals come out to play. Too busy looking at our own trudging feet that we can't see the pain or the happiness we create, or our responsibilities to others. If we focus on this, we will ultimately clear our own souls and find our ingegrity.

    There is a long walk from the top of Japan to the south - the peace march. Every year they start walking in May and arrive in Hiroshima and Nagasaki for the dates of the bombings in early August. They often are joined by locals and school children who walk with them in solidarity. They bang drums and sing and smile with bright banners. Some sleep in the houses of locals who offer them a place to stay, or a meal to help them on their way. St James did this Camino walk because - for better or worse - he believed in something beyond himself. Now this walk is purely for the individual. It's a sense of community that we are desperate for in Western capitalism. If we lived recognising that we are one of many and nurture this rather than run from it, perhaps we wouldn't need to get as many blisters while finding confort in this single life God or mother nature provided us.
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  • Day14

    Burgos, Castille y Leon

    May 21, 2019 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 11 °C

    Made a decision to take a bus to Burgos for a rest day. I have not taken a full day off walking in two weeks and it’s time.
    So today I’ll visit the Burgos Cathedral which Stuart and I dubbed “Disneyland for Jesus”
    Burgos Cathedral is just over the top—overwhelming—I spent two hours there.
    It’s like an archaeological dig with layers of Gothic, Baroque, Renaissance and Roccoco architecture and art so rich I feel like I ate an entire chocolate ganache cake at one sitting.
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