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Santo Domingo de la Calzada

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    • Feeling Puny on Camino is No Fun!

      September 8, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 54 °F

      Walking 21 km is not too bad, except if you are sick to your stomach. I felt awful yesterday, but I made it! I even went to the Spanish Pilgrim’s Mass— but all I really wanted to do was to be back in my bedroom in Coppell, TX with Joe and my Aussie girls Ellie and Piper.
      Tomorrow is another day!
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    • Day 13

      Santo Domingo de la Calzada

      September 17, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 59 °F

      Today I walked 13 miles. Most of the day was spent with Carol (Oregon) and Joan (UK). I sent my bag ahead which helped. I'll do the same tomorrow because it will be another long day.
      We got into town with enough time to visit some sites. This cathedral was huge!Read more

    • Day 14

      Santo Domingo de la Calzada

      September 18, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F

      Tom took another day of rest in hopes that his tendinitis begins to heal. I left in darkness again, walking out of town with a great guy named Paul from Australia (another friendly Aussie!). We had great conversation for along way. At some point he took off like a rocket and I walked the last 5-6 miles, of my 13 mile day, at a leisurely stroll, listening to music and thoroughly enjoying the journey. But as always, I am spent when I hobble into town at the end of the day. This long distance walking, multiple days in a row, is no joke 😳

      Tom met me in town after sharing a ride with 3 other injured Pilgrims. We will spend a down day here tomorrow to allow Tom to rest and seek medical attention. I am hoping to be on the trail again on Tuesday hopefully with Tom trudging along beside me. Still ❤️ 🇪🇸!

      Buen Camino.
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    • Day 15

      Down day in Santo Domingo de la Calzada

      September 19, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 81 °F

      A rest day in Santo Domingo was hard for me mentally but probably the best choice physically. We started out at the pharmacy (along with other pilgrims we knew) and got a “bag of cures” for Tom’s self diagnosed tendinitis 😅. As of late this afternoon he is feeling much better but wisely will share a taxi with pilgrim friends to the next town tomorrow to give his foot one more day to (hopefully) recover. I will walk out of town with our nurse friend, Carol (who we mentioned in a post a few days back). It’s so good to have others to share the ups and downs of this crazy journey.

      Did we mention today was a holiday of sorts in town? Most businesses are shut down and there was a parade up and down the streets for hours. Tom has captured a little video for you to appreciate.

      The rest of today was spent doing laundry, touring the local cathedral, having a great breakfast and lunch and watching Tom elevate his foot as much as possible. Looking forward to a light dinner tonight, a good night’s sleep and seeing what tomorrow brings.

      Buen Camino! 🇪🇸
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    • Day 10

      Day 7 Part 1 - Days like this….

      September 22, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

      “If you are in a bad mood, go for a walk. If you are still in a bad mood, go for another walk."
      -Hippocrates

      Day 7 - Navarette to Santo Domingo de la Caldaza - by bus

      ** Disclaimer - part 1 is about my weird morning and about growing up. If you want to hear about where I am, skip this and head to Part 2” :-)

      Today is a weird day. Not a rest day per such but all the same, an enforced one. I caught the bus again today to try and see a physiotherapist. Was originally going to take the 1:15 bus but as I was awake at 4 and again at 6 due to people leaving the room, I quickly packed and tried to get the 7am bus. I was in time. Bus never came. Realized at 7:20 that I was on the wrong side of the damn road and I had missed it! So, 1:15 it was and in the meantime, I had 6 hours to kill. I was in shorts and a tshirt and found out after leaving the Albergue that it was 8c. I hid out in a cafe for over an hour that was thankfully open, then hit up the quiet and warmth of the beautiful church for a half hour. Made my way next to another cafe where Nancy, Danve and Louie met up with me, just after 10. They are having a well earned rest day in Navarette and had wanted to see me before I hopped on a bus. We hung out there until almost 1, and I was so grateful for their company and companionship. It was hard to say goodbye to these wonderful people, and they will always be part of my transient Camino family. It’s incredible how close you can get to -basically - total strangers, in a matter of a few days.

      I did catch the 1:15 (stood on the correct side this time!!) and made it to Santo Domingo de la Calzada only to find the physio is closed until 25th!! Seriously? I am just going to have to keep on walking and hope for the best. Next place for physio is Burgos, according to the receptionist here. 😭. Think that is 5 days walk. As it is due to rain for a few days, I see more buses in my future. I don’t mind walking in the rain, but up and down hills is a different kettle of fish than what I used to. In the meantime I will google Dr my symptoms and what Dave told me may be the issue (he is a geriatric physiotherapist), and try and find some stretches and hope that works.

      Not sure what the Camino is trying to teach me, but I hope I figure it out quickly!

      Honestly, I likely don’t even need to see someone. I am sure it is something that a few simple stretches will help with. I have wanted to “be sure”, just so I don’t do any real damage. But, chances are it is just something simple and stupid.

      So - I need to put on my big girl parties and stop copping out on the hills and hard parts. Suck it up and deal.

      Maybe that is what the Camino is trying to teach me - stop being a pussy. When the going gets tough, the tough get going. And the weak give up. I don’t want to be weak. Therefore, tomorrow I walk again. I will eventually get to Burgos and take a rest day there so I can see someone. And I will make the appointment in advance if I can, so I don’t get in to this situation again.

      I will still have to bus a bit throughout this journey as I am much slower than anticipated and won’t have time to complete without bussing. C’est La vie.

      Will do a “Part 2” for today about this town, just in case you are already bored to tears.
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    • Day 13

      Day 13: Santo Domingo de la Calzada

      September 22, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 73 °F

      Once again we started walking before dawn this morning. Farm trucks were out in force working the grape harvest, and it was fun to strike up a short conversation with two men standing near a harvesting vehicle.

      We’d seen the big blue contraption roll by on the road, and we were hoping we’d catch up with it to see it in action. We didn’t get to see it harvesting grapes, but we were able to hear a little about it.

      We learned it is used to harvest vines with fruit higher off the ground, presumably younger vines. Grapes on older, more traditional vines with lower to the ground fruit are harvested by hand.

      After that chat, we kept walking until we stopped for breakfast at a café in Azofra. Then, satiated by our daily dose of tortilla and pain au chocolat, we kept up a peppy pace until we reached Cirueña, 15 kilometers into our 21k day. We walked past newish townhomes and apartments, but most were closed up. A community park had a lovely playground and a sparkling pool, but no sign of life. Nearby, the garage door and siding, on a nice house that looked quite new, was marred with graffiti. That seemed rather strange.

      After another few minutes we entered what appeared to be the older part of Cirueña; again with no signs of life stirring in the late morning. It was the strangest experience passing through a small town so far, on our Camino.

      Soon we were entering a sea of arid fields. Chats with other pilgrims helped make the final 6 kilometers to Santiago de la Calzada fly by.

      We splurged on a room in the Parador Santo Domingo de la Calzada, and are particularly enjoying the luxury of steaming hot baths today.

      That, and a delicious lunch at the nearby Restaurante Los Caballeros. It’s holding top prize for best meal in Spain, so far.

      Tomorrow, we’ll walk another 22 kilometers to Belorado.
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    • Day 10

      Day 7 Pt 2 - Santo Domingo de la Calzada

      September 22, 2022 in Spain ⋅ 🌙 18 °C

      “To arrive is to have journeyed” - Diane Wheatley :-)

      Santo Domingo de la Calzada is a lovely old walled city. The city was named after its founder, Dominic de la Calzada, who built a bridge, hospital, and hotel here for pilgrims on the French Way the most popular path of the Way of St. James. He began construction of the town's Cathedral of Santo Domingo de la Calzada (which is dedicated to him) and is buried in a tomb within an ornately mosaiced crypt.

      The old town is beautiful. Lots of small streets and wonderful shops all enclosed within the ancient city walls. The city of course has spread outside these walls as well, but I didn’t venture that far.

      I took a tour of the stunning cathedral. Unbelievable the panels, detailed stonework, silver and gold decor and of course the live rooster and chicken. Yup. A live rooster and chicken are caged within the cathedral and are changed out every two weeks for new ones. This has been a tradition for centuries.

      Into the cathedral of Santo Domingo de la Calzada there is the Gothic chicken coop of polychrome stone, built in the mid-fifteenth century and which houses a living rooster and a hen in commemoration of the miracle of the hanged pilgrim, one of the most widespread Jacobean legends throughout the Middle Ages.

      “Tradition recalls how a German couple on the pilgrimage to Santiago with their son. On reaching Santo Domingo they stayed at an inn. The innkeeper’s daughter fell in love with the young man but the feeling was not reciprocated and in revenge she hid a tin jug among the Germans luggage. On the pilgrims departure from the centre the girl reported the robbery, leading to the capture of the boy, who was accused of theft and sentenced to hanging. His parents continued their pilgrimage and, on their return stopped to see the body of their son, to discover, surprisingly that he was still hanging but alive. Popular memory claims that the young man told them that it had been Santo Domingo who had helped him to stay alive while others claimed that it was the prayers of the parents for a saint to keep him alive by holding him from below. In any case the parents immediately went to the mayor to tell him about the miracle, he was sceptical and assured them that their son was as alive as the roasted rooster and hen he was about to eat. Immediately the feathers of birds returned and they came to life, confirming the prodigy and that gave rise to the famous saying: “Santo Domingo de la Calzada, where the chicken sang after being roasted.”

      So there you have it - another part of my weird day hahaha.

      After ages in the cathedral, I stopped by a sweet shop to try a local specialty Trufo La Vino Roja - red wine truffles. OMG. Amazing! I also tried a Rosè one as well and some kind of crispy lemon pastry. Just to be rounded of course!

      Dinner was spent on at a terrace bar again where I tried the calamari and patates brava (fries with hot sauce and in this case, mayo too). All very good but man, the fried food is killing me, so hopefully this is the last of it for a while.

      The plan is to walk tomorrow since I couldn’t find physio and hope for the best. I at least have a bed for tomorrow, so that’s new. I have been winging it as I hoped to do, but the towns are small and therefore spaces are limited. Figured I had better err on the side of caution for a change.
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    • Day 13

      Etappe 10 - Belorado

      September 24, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ☁️ 13 °C

      Ich scheine, als fast schnarchgeheilter, die Schnarcher anzuziehen. Heute Nacht lag meine gestrige holländische Wegbegleitetin wie ein Walroß im Nachbarbett und hat geschnarcht das die Wände wackelten. Kaum ein Auge zugetan.
      Deshalb kann ich getrost zeitig auf den Weg gehen. Heute ist der erste Regentag angesagt. Mal sehen was passiert.
      Nun doch Regen eingetroffen. Belorado im Regen ist nicht gerade schauenswert. Ist eine kleine, verträumte Ortschaft.
      Da ich heute gut unterwegs bin, beschließe ich weiter zu laufen. Halte mit einer italienischen Pilgern kurz Kriegsrat und mein Entschluss steht fest: auf nach Villafranca Montes de Oca.
      Das sind ca. 10 km mehr - heute für mich schaffbar.
      Ultreia
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    • Day 15

      Day 13 - To Santo Domingo

      September 21, 2022 in Spain ⋅ 🌙 15 °C

      Day 13 - To Santo Domingo
      (Wednesday)
      21 kms; Difficulty 1/3

      There was such a beautiful, geologically spectacular backdrop to Najera which I took note of on my way out of town this morning. A friend actually had this view close out her window.

      I just love the sunrises. They never disappoint! And such a big sky. Thank love it!

      To the beautiful mountains of northern Spain…….is this the day we say goodbye? Or will we meet again around some bend or over some hill? If so, I will look forward to it. If not, then perhaps again one day. Until then, stay as magnificent as you are!

      We are guided on the trail by many different means. Some are particularly unorthodox! (i.e. arrows on the ground made of stones).

      My right leg bothered me a lot for the first half of today. I discovered that if I stopped and stood with no weight on it, it would
      temporarily feel better. Then I could go for a few hundred metres before having to stop again. That went on for hours. It REALLY slowed me down! But I will do anything to avoid aggravating it further. Some people with similar problems are grounded and have to find a place to rest their injury for days. That is NOT in my plans. But then it’s not up to me. The Camino rules me now.
      My leg felt quite a bit better in the afternoon for some reason. So this afternoon I kept walking and walking until I reached Santo Domingo.
      It wasn’t until I arrived there that I realized I had walked for the last 15 km without a break. Not even stopping to sit down. Not the smartest thing I have done, and I won’t do it again, but I just kept watching for a rest stop and nothing appeared.
      It does indicate my fitness level is improving.

      And here are some beautiful churches. I love going in these cathedrals. They’re so beautiful with all the gold and colours.
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    • Day 21

      Santo Domingo

      October 2, 2022 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

      Took the slow stroll a mere 7 km to Santo Domingo de la Calzada. This was to stop some new blisters from growing and let them dry up, to line myself up for 6 12km days into Burgos and to take a bit of extra time to see the sites in Santo Domingo.

      I was in town by ten o'clock along with two ladies from Minnesota that had been at last night's pilgrims dinner. We spent a good two hours chatting, touring the cathedral (which like Pamplona was a must see) and having a stroll around town. After deciding they liked the idea of a 7km day as well, they headed off by taxi to their next nights accommodation to catch up with their friend who wanted to walk 30km.

      Saint Domingo was a friend to pilgrims and instead of joining the monastery he set about trying to makes pilgrims lives better. He was a practical fellow and built roads and bridges. He was also apparently skilled at reincarnation and brought back to life a innocent pilgrim who was sentenced to hang. The local councillor, when told that the boy was alive, declared that he was as alive as the chickens used in his chicken soup lunch. The chickens in his soup then apparently started clucking. Since this time descendants of said chickens have been kept in the cathedral and are sometimes released at festivals!?!

      These qualities clearly made Santo Domingo very popular and his cathedral (which was originally started in 1158) very rich which in 2022 makes for an interesting cathedral and museum. Generously they can still afford to turn the lights on so you can see all of God's glory whereas many smaller church's require a donation for the lights to go on.

      The Spanish are very conscious of wasted electricity. I understood this would be the case due to the current rising cost of power (thanks Putin!) but this has clearly been a focus for quite some time. Every type of accommodation I have stayed at, every bar, cafe or public toilet has timers on the lights. Apparently Spanish people can be very quick in the loo because I only needed to turn the light on 15 times the other day. Blokes beware as swinging around in the dark trying to find a light switch could be a real disaster. Needless to say you are often surprised to find yourself in the dark with no idea where the light switch is and if you're lucky some widely waving arms will trigger a sensor but sometimes the sensor or a switch are nowhere to be found.

      Tonight I'm staying in a little bit of luxury at a Parador. More about that in tomorrow's post.
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    You might also know this place by the following names:

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