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    The People You Will Meet on the Camino de Santiago

    My Camino

    Location: Camino de Santiago

    I can’t begin to count the people we have met. Hundreds. Thousands? Unique all.

    Hiking Skirt Lady – Cheerleader  Guy – Peter &Jane – Pennsylvania – Crazy Wine Guy – Dan & Louann – Japanese couple – Argentina – Gail from Sequim – Calgary Ladies

    It’s another amazing aspect of the journey we are on. You can’t begin to comprehend the array of nationalities, personalities, physical abilities, age and languages you encounter amongst the pilgrims on the Camino.

    The Marys – Guy with Dog – Bad Leg Australia – Denver – Super nice Italian Guy – The Brits with the van – Mexican partners – Nebraska

    We can’t remember everyone’s names so we give them nicknames.  “Hey look there’s little Japanese lady.  We haven’t seen her since Burgos.”  Or “Was that South Africa #2 we just passed?”

    So many conversations.  We learn a little bit about a lot of people.  Once again it’s astounding how each person’s journey is unique.

    Sisters from Sisters – Nathan – German tour group – Quebec – Lady/Man? With stuffed Tiger – South Korea – Brazil Guy – Obnoxious Vegetarian American

    A woman from Australia told us she hates the Meseta, it reminded her too much of the Outback. So she took a bus and skipped the entire section.  What??  That was my favorite! So beautiful.

    French boys – Finnish Family – New Zealand – Cute Irish couple – Richmond Virginia – Rogue River – Flower hat lady – Texas Gals

    For weeks we have encountered a British group of
    six walking, and one woman driving a van to meet them at the end of each day.  Another group of Germans also with a support vehicle following but they stopped at the halfway point.  They will return next year to do the second half.

    Old Slow Man – Toronto – The Dutch – Big guy with tattoos – Mexico – Catalan Girls – Guy with long hair – Salt Spring Island – Northern Ireland

    A conversation with  Spanish man who thinks too many tourists on the Camino take away from the “original” purpose – only to find out this guy is riding a bike.  Doubtful many original pilgrims had a mountain bike.

    Mutt & Jeff – Munich – Maia from Australia – Vancouver – Wilkerson WA – Chain Smoker – Guy in my Bunk – Ohio

    At the same time we arrived at the Cruz de Ferro the other day two huge tour buses pulled up on the road and out piled at least 100 Korean tourists.  We had just walked up to the 5000 foot mark while they came up on a bus.  Then they proceeded to walk down the other side making the trail crowded and making me irritated. I was exhausted and they were fresh and fast.  This seems wrong to me to see the Camino done this way, but I’m trying hard not to judge.  It’s hard though.

    Couple celebrating 30th Anniversary – Punk Rocker from Taiwan – Loud Woman on her cell phone – Utah – Munich – Blind Guy with Brother

    On our first day we met an older woman from Australia and she was walking alone.  She said she was slow but could go far.  I’ve thought of her every day since. Particularly on the days where I was struggling, when the weather was bad or the trail was tough. I hope she is still out there. I wish I had gotten her contact info.  I’m worried for her.  This isn’t easy.

    Spanish Six – Curly Redhead – Irish Hiking Club – Scotland – Tattoo Girl – Phoenix – Lost Lady

    In just a few days we will reach Sarria, 100km from Santiago.  We know the Camino will change at this point and we feel sad about it.  Here is where we will be joined by hundreds of pilgrims who only walk the final 100km.  I know the experience will be different starting here and I expect not as serene.  It will also be odd to suddenly be surrounded by fresh new pilgrims we don’t know.  I hope our comrades aren’t lost in the shuffle.

    Seattle – Grey Couple – Slow Walkers – Coug – Hawks Fan –

    What do others call us I wonder?

    We all are here for different reasons with different goals, life experiences and expectations.  But we all share one name in common;

    Pilgrim.

    Buen Camino.

    Miles walked 375. Miles to go 114.

     

     

     

     

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    To the Camino!

    Training body and soul for the Saint James Way

    For the past month here in Bulgaria I have become very cognizant of everything that goes into my mouth.  I have been cutting back on so many things, including alcohol, as we step up our preparedness for our 500 mile Camino de Santiago hike.

    Nine weeks till lift off.

    We are training for this hike pretty much everyday with our 8-15 mile hikes 3-4 times a week, my 4 mile run 3 times a week as well as yoga daily.

    Eating healthy

    But I knew I needed to do more so I’ve upped the protein and veg and reduced the carbs and sugar  (all easier to do in Bulgaria than in the Seychelles) and drastically cut back on the alcohol.

    Haven’t had a G&T since leaving the Seychelles.  And in this heat that isn’t easy.  We have had a little beer and some wine but only when we dine out.

    Hiking several times a week.

    Clearly this reduces calories and also saves money.  But mostly I am striving to be in my best possible condition nine weeks from now – both body and soul.  Because the most important thing is to avoid injury or sickness on the trail.  So starting out healthy is key. And being mentally and emotionally ready for the journey is important too.

    Although I am not a particularly religious person, I’m excited for the spiritual journey that is the Camino de Santiago.  I read a lot about pilgrims on the Camino and everyone’s experience is different.  For me spirituality is staying present and grateful all while opening myself to new and sometimes a bit frightening experiences.  I can do it .

    We purchased some scallop shells the other day to

    Urban hiking in Old Town Sozopol

    hang from our packs marking us as pilgrims.  This is tradition and says “Buen Camino” to others.  We expect to meet  and greet a lot of  pilgrims.  This too will be a new exercise for us, as we spend the majority of our days right now only with each other.  The Camino is a community in which we will participate for five or six weeks.

    This too will take practice in the weeks ahead.

    Camino ready!  Focused now and preparing for the challenge. Fab and Fearless.

     

     

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    My Dad’s Memory

    A few weeks ago my 84 years-old Dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s. The diagnosis was not really a surprise, but hearing it officially was sobering.

    When I left the United States I knew my Dad’s memory was failing. I knew there was a chance he wouldn’t know me when I came back. That was a hard good-bye.

    When I was a little kid I thought my Dad could do anything. He built houses and fixed cars and

    My Dad as a teen

    painted and did stained glass. He built a ski boat once, a row boat and tractor. My brother’s Cub Scout Race Car always won the Derby. My high school

    My Dad as a Young man

    dances always had a photo backdrop designed by my Dad. He designed cabinets and staircases for mine and my siblings houses. He took us hiking and camping and skiing and fishing. He was a do it all kind of guy.

    But over the last few years he struggled with finishing tasks. I know now that he was silently struggling more than we realized for longer than we knew. We moved him out of his large house a little more than a year ago, trying to get him settled in a more manageable place before we left the country. But in the six months we have been gone my brother and sister saw him dwindle further.

    So this Father’s Day my Dad is moving again. This time to a facility that can help care for him in the

    With my living siblings at my dad’s 80th birthday

    months and years ahead as we watch and wait to see how Alzheimer’s will affect him. It affects different people differently. I just want him to be where he is getting healthy meals and some exercise for both his body and his mind.

    It’s a hard transition watching your parents age. I talk to my Dad on the phone about every two weeks. He always knows who I am, but can’t remember

    My dad at the ancestral cemetery Durkee Idaho

    where I am. Heck, I have trouble with that too.

    Our parents were very supportive of our decision to embark on our world travels. And they continue to be. I just hope my Dad can find some peace and stability in the time ahead. What more can we hope for anyone we care about?

    My Dad as a little.

    This Father’s Day take time to remember whatever Father figure you had in your life, and be grateful.

    Thanks for the memories Daddy. I’ll take good care of them for you.  Happy Father’s Day. ❤️

    (Featured photo at top, my family in 1966)

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    A Week on the Road with my 80 year old Dad

    My dad recently turned 80.  For his birthday we invited him on a road trip.  Our plan was to go from our home in Gig Harbor to Sacramento to visit my son.  At my Dad’s request we added a trip over to Nampa Idaho to visit his cousin.  Only about 15 hours out of the way.  No problem.

    So it was a fun and interesting week.  My Dad is very inquisitive.  He asks a lot of questions.  He knows a lot of things and he wants to know a bit about everything.  He can’t remember most anything you tell him, but he wants to know anyway.

    Actually his memory is quite good – if you are talking about something that happened in 1947.  But if it’s something that happened this morning or last week forget it.  So we spend a lot of time playing the 20 questions game trying to help him remember people’s names or names of other things or places.  This actually made the 15-hour side trip go by a little quicker.

    Once he dozed off.  It was quiet in the car for about 15 minutes.  Then he was back.

    The most useful tool on a road trip like this is the rearview mirror.  My husband sat quietly in the back seat most of the time, and we could make eye contact in either a “what the?” moment or an “I give up” moment or a “Help me can you drive now?” moment.

    My Dad loves to road trip.  He has a camper he still takes on trips, shorter now that he is 80.  In fact staying in a hotel with was an adjustment for him.  He’s used to getting out from behind the wheel and walking three feet to his bed.  In fact, on our road trip we had to go buy him a toothbrush. He never packs a toothbrush because he keeps one in the camper.  Opps.  No camper = no toothbrush.

    He also knows every road and highway across the United States.  His memory seems to be able to hold Hwy and Interstate numbers and he can describe where each one goes, through what valley and what year he drove it.  He can describe this over and over and over.  And over.

    I jest about my Dad, because actually for 80 he is still very sharp and healthy.  Some things he should no longer be doing – like taking a road trip by him self.  Or using his skill saw alone in his garage.  He never misses a moment to show a total stranger how he cut his thumb off just a couple of months ago.

    He was fascinated with my GPS and my I-phone, particularly the camera.  More questions. I have no idea how these things work.  They just do and thank God for it.  I don’t need to understand the technology.  But he sure does.  I’m no help here.My husband pretends to be asleep in the backseat.

    I don’t suppose I will have too many more opportunities to road trip with my Dad.  It was a good week.  I’m really glad we did it! I learned some things about the landscape; both the one outside the car and the one inside.  Happy Birthday Dad!