Tuesday, July 7, 2009 at 03:57PM The mood outside the albergue was playful and light that morning. We all sensed this was a special moment and our way of expressing this last craziness of getting up before the sun to walk only 4-5 kilometers was to descend into silliness. I think it was good that way. It
Saturday, July 4, 2009 at 12:21PM I woke up the next morning to the sound of Robert and Claudette and Xavier quietly getting their things ready. It was the usual hour of the Crack of Death, still completely dark, and when this dawned on me I began to question what the heck they were doing getting up
Tuesday, June 30, 2009 at 04:34PM Back at the albergue, Marc and I sat together one last time and wrote in our journals, while Xavier announced, in a low drone of a muttered tone one last time, as he walked by, that he didn't like the
Monday, June 29, 2009 at 07:59PM I wasn't really prepared for how short the next day's walk was going to be. I'm also not sure why or how I wasn't aware it would be a short walk, given the fact that the kilometer markings had been ticking their way down towards zero
Thursday, June 18, 2009 at 02:13PM I slept on a top bunk in one of the strange little triangular-like alcoves with approximately 4 or 5 other people. I took my shower stuff and headed for the bathroom at the end of the sleeping room. It was a unisex arrangement, which was nothing new or disturbing to me. When I arrived at the showers there