I finished the French Way of the Camino de Santiago. I started on a chilly morning in Pamplona in late May and finished on a bakingly hot afternoon in late June.  Over 700… Continue reading →

After all those steps, sweating and freezing in turns, and trying my hardest to remember how incredible it all was the whole way, I found myself on the last night before arriving in… Continue reading →

I have walked around six hundred kilometers over the last three weeks or so, and have just over a hundred left to my destination, though from there I intend another hundred to the… Continue reading →

One of the traditional instruments of the pilgrim is the baston.  (That should have an accent on the o.)  It is basically a walking stick, to help pass the miles, but is also… Continue reading →

This morning I wake up in a I-don’t-even-know-which century monastery in the tiny town of Samos, Spain.  The lights flip on at 6:30 (which is as late as I have yet managed to… Continue reading →

I got in bed the first night and was about to turn off the light when Fidel Castro came in, looked me in the eye and said “I will speak with you tomorrow.”… Continue reading →

(Just to explain, I am starting the Camino de Santiago tomorrow, and am anticipating far less internet access, so I am bombarding the blog today just in case someones want to read some… Continue reading →

I wanted to add a couple quick notes to the post about the children, education and whatnot.  And since I didn’t take any pictures of the kids (or people in general, sorry) here… Continue reading →

Going back to traveling by myself in Europe, I have become reacquainted with an old sin. The kebab.  They are Europe’s version of our fast food hamburgers, and make me miss burritos oh… Continue reading →

At 6:00 in the morning a community member wakes you up by playing an acoustic guitar outside your window and singing a song of devotion to Yahshua (as in the ancient Hebrew form… Continue reading →