Last night was my first night "on" the Camino, although traditionally, one's pilgrimage starts at the front door of your house. Already, I have been lost, so here is hoping that I got that out of my system. All I have to say is that I am eternally grateful for friendly locals who take pity on pilgrims who have confused/worried looks on their faces.
|The Madrid airport. I find the colors and the sunlight very pretty.|
|An old rampart in Pamplona. It was right behind the bus station.|
I forgot about how the Camino specializes in vertical cities. My Albergue was near the top of this hill.
And, it is time for me to get walking. My pack has been sent forward, all but one of my pairs of socks are dry (they are safety-pinned to my day pack), and the day is perfect for a long walk. Ultreia!