Day 6: On the Way to Santiago de Compostela

We made it! Mural in Melide. We are successful pilgrims now. But let’s back up for a minute. We headed out from O Pino late – around 8 a.m. – and made it… Continue reading

Day 5: O Pino

Parts of the Camino feel worn down by centuries of walking feet. There are walls that rise up on either side of the path, and can get quite high. The air gets very… Continue reading

Day 4: The Way to Arzùa

Is it me, or is my backpack getting lighter? I like entering towns on foot instead of by car or train. It’s a unique experience for the typical 21st century traveler. We walked… Continue reading

Day 3: Melide and the Pilgrim Way

It’s not easy being a pilgrim. Still, I keep thinking about how arduous the Camino must have been for pilgrims hundreds of years ago, before hotels, cafes, pharmacies and gift shops. Today’s way… Continue reading

Day 2: the Way to Palas de Rei

Another day of miracles: of bags delivered to hotels and hot showers; of Advil and arnica; of a land where wine is cheaper than water, and of French fries with every meal after… Continue reading

Day 1, Part 2: Las Caministas

The first day of our “family Camino” took us from Sarria to Portomarìn, a little under 20 km – not a killer, but it got hot for New Englanders/New Yorkers in October. We… Continue reading

On our way: el Camino de Santiago

My mom has always wanted to go on the Camino de Santiago, the way of St James. When my dad passed away in February, the idea became more urgent. To support her on… Continue reading

bomb on the train

I had a very interesting commute home tonight. I usually ride my bike to work, but last week I sprained my knee – badly – and as a result, I’m taking the train… Continue reading

people who ride bikes

Another person who chose to ride a bike somewhere in Boston was mowed down by a truck early on Friday morning. I didn’t hear about it until someone at work saw me and… Continue reading

swimming in the Charles River

My quality of life totally skyrocketed over this past weekend. That’s because I did something I never thought possible. I swam in Boston’s Charles River. Yes, it was intentional. Yes, it’s perfectly legal.… Continue reading