Walking the Camino de Santiago
The signs continue to be favourable, though we had completely lost the Camino by this point. I was indeed encouraged that Burgos was considered the current gastronomic capital of Spain. It was about 4:30 and of course I was feeling peckish. As for being lost – well, if we vaguely head for the Cathedral, we should be OK, right? Date: […]
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As we entered Burgos, we walked through this strange transitional zone, with a surreal mixture of countryside, village, and urban development existing side by side. The photos in this series were taken within minutes of each other. Date: 12 April 2013Place: Burgos (Province of Burgos, Castilla y León, Spain)Today started: San Juan de Ortega (Province of Burgos, Castilla y León, […]
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As we entered Burgos, we walked through this strange transitional zone, with a surreal mixture of countryside, village, and urban development existing side by side. The photos in this series were taken within minutes of each other. Date: 12 April 2013Place: Entering Burgos (Province of Burgos, Castilla y León, Spain)Today started: San Juan de Ortega (Province of Burgos, Castilla y […]
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As we entered Burgos, we walked through this strange transitional zone, with a surreal mixture of countryside, village, and urban development existing side by side. The photos I’m posting the rest of the week were taken within minutes of each other. Date: 12 April 2013Place: Entering Burgos (Province of Burgos, Castilla y León, Spain) Today started: San Juan de Ortega […]
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Welcome to the village/suburb of Villayuda o la Ventilla. The signage is pretty definite here that we are on the Camino. And yet, this is not the normal way that you find on virtually every map, nor is it the pretty way that goes along the Río Arlanzón into the city center. No, this is a third way, which after […]
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The Felisa stamp has been described as “one of the most sought after on the camino“. What’s odd about it is that Felisa isn’t a place. Felisa is a person. Or, rather, Felisa was a person; she died in October 2002. She sat for many years at a weatherbeaten desk beside the Camino just before Logroño, offering water, figs, a […]
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The three of us, Eamon, Viola, and myself, approach the quasi-industrial suburbs of Burgos. At this point, I think we still believe ourselves to be on the Camino. We are not. Or, at lease, we’re not on any of the common paths. What this tower actually is, I’ve no idea. Grain silo? Watchtower? Flight control? Date: 12 April 2013Place: vaguely […]
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Although it’s difficult to tell, that’s the Burgos airport off to our right. This section was the beginning of our long trudge into Burgos. In my journal, I refer to it as a “deathmarch”. Perhaps that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but less so than you might think. More on that next week! The fact that the airport is on […]
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For whatever reason, I love old rusty farm equipment. There are any number of photos of this sort from my Camino albums. What is this thing? No idea what it started out as, but so far as I’m concerned, now it’s art. This section of the Camino involved a lot of road walking, but I’m not entirely certain where this […]
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This is the entrance to the tiny Ermita de la Inmaculada in the village of Orbaneja Riopico. Why these doors are designed the way they are, I’ve no idea. My cultural guidebook, usually the final word in such matters, does not deign to mention the place. Most of my guidebooks only mention the village in passing, if at all. None […]
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