I walked on the Camino de Santiago for 25 days from Pamplona to Santiago de Compostela, 725 kilometers. Twenty five days. Three pairs of shoes. Is this ridiculous? Absolutely. I had trained in one pair of boots that I thought would see me to the end of the journey, but ultimately lasted only two days … More Camino de Zapatos
I can’t say exactly why I did the Camino de Santiago. I just felt it. Me llamó la atención. It’s something I had been thinking about for over 10 years. And suddenly, the time came. I had a lot of changes in my life, and this felt like the right time to start again, start … More Camino de Santiago, just because
A failed attempt at Beltane, due to the rain. But the moon cookies were still delicious. Turning a rainy day into something good. Today’s top 3: 1. Meeting new people. 2. Watching a movie so bad, we literally had tears rolling down our face. If you want to see a good comedy, watch this! 3. … More Raincheck
Every Wednesday should be a day off. A Wednesday off is better than a three day weekend. It’s been decided. Storm. Dry. Sun. Rain. Eat Chinese Food. Rain. Dry. Vintage bargain hunting. There’s no such thing as “free size.” Rain. Cotton. Rain. Dry. Drive home. Spanish. Pesto. Laughing. Guitar. Listening. Friends. Laughing. Spanish. Learning. Wet. … More Wacky wet weird and whimsical Wednesday
So much rain. It’s starting to show up everywhere.
If rain is any indicator of spring, then it’s right on time. It’s been raining since March 1. At least I don’t need gloves anymore.
It’s hard to think of haiku when I have so much to do. Need hours.
On the first day of Chuseok weekend, woke up to rain and a five second thunder. It was loud. Really loud. It was rainy. Really rainy. Rain boots, rain jacket, umbrella. Ventured out once for tomatoes and beans. Seven layer dip (really 6, avocados are too expensive). Mexican Fiesta at mine. So full, so so … More Lazy Saturday Morning
Five am ferry back to Pohang. Another Family Mart breakfast. Many yawns, many stares. Arriving back in Pohang, we loaded our scooters back up and this time covered our bags with rain jackets from the beginning. Too many stained and rained on clothes this weekend. Less than an hour later we were back in GyeonJu … More The hills, I mean tombs, of GyeongJu