After walking the equivalent of Kansas City to Boston (2025Km / 1258 miles) it seems like a reasonable request to grab some rest. So we are in our favorite beach town of Tucepi, Croatia for the month doing nothing but walking to the beach, laying about, and walking back home.
This is our last night in Spain, and we were fortunate enough to be sent off with this beautiful view of the Cathedral in Santiago.
We have ran with the bulls (kind of), the sheep and yes, even the pigs. The next logical move is of course goats. Now all we have to do is convince a few thousand other idiots to buy in, and then it's festival time!
(Disclosure: no goats were harmed in the process.)
Many decades back it was apparently vogue to have space in your Spanish Hacienda that was all about the fireplace. As in the entire room was a fireplace. Electricity and the conveniences it powers conspired to do away with this genius design which is a real shame. It would almost be worth the nightmare of building a home to end up with one.
This bird did a great job of making sure we were up and ready for our first day of the classic Camino Frances route. 4200 feet up over the Pyrenees, beginning the day in France and ending in Spain. Add 20 lbs of backpack and it makes for a tough but exhilarating day.
After starting in southern Portugal the end of February, we have made it to Santiago via Seville. 1,250 km down and about 800 to go.
This cafe right on the Camino trail is ran by an old school Peregrino. Every pilgrim who stops in is encouraged to write his name on a shell that is then added to the collection. This is a classic example of one of the special things about the Camino that keeps us coming back.
And neither did we. But maybe we should have. Walking 25 km on this type of track makes for not the most enjoyable of days.
The skies are so clear, life’s so easy today. After a few days of rain, things have finally turned for the better weatherwise. It is a most welcome change.
Traveling about we have stayed in these and other venues that often fail to live up to how cool they sound. But this time all was good. We had a good walk to this country castle now serving as a very small and secluded place to bed down for the night. This is a beautiful part of Europe to see by foot.
This small city in southern Spain has Roman architecture and influence all over town. We just sat at a table and enjoyed a cheap glass of wine that came with this view, while all generations of locals were out and about enjoying the evening.
These pigs are living large! They roam free in fields of grass and acorn bearing trees, and seem to be genuinely happy creatures. The result is a super-premium ham known as Iberico, onsidered to be the best in the world. We’ve been walking among them for a few days and enjoying their company. And yes, they also make for great eating!
Before we start our big walking tour of Spain, we took a few days off in Seville. It is a wonderful city that has a great vibe and a great food and drink scene. Seville is the birthplace of Tapas cuisine and proudly carries on the tradition today.
We just dropped our backpacks meters away from the most southwestern point of mainland Europe, Cabo San Vicente/Sagres. Our 12 days of walking covered some amazing scenery and the weather was fantastic! Lots of sun, surfing and seafood make for a great vibe.
We are starting several months on the road, beginning with a walk in southern Portugal along with our good friends from Berlin. This walk is called the Rota Vicentina and it is about 225 km of beautiful scenery.
It's time to get back to moving about for a bit. After a year+ spent largely in the States we are definitely ready to get away. Amsterdam is one of our favorite cities and is a great place for plant lovers to start any journey.
Three and only three ingredients combine with intense preparation and absurd attention to detail to produce fantastic results. Just like the game it sometimes lives up to the hype - but it's always about the bread.
About 100 days ago we doused these plums with cheap vodka and secret seasonings. Fast forward and you get this beautiful nectar that tastes a lot like a tawny port. Good thing Santa is driving and thus won’t be offended when we leave him nary a drop.