This journal entry is entitled 'The journey of Epic proportions'. Since all spanish people seem to eat chocolate for breakfast, much to my DISGUST, i go with it and have chocolate biscuits and coffee. I don't like to go too much into what the scenery or the day is like in my journal... boring, but this morning was particulary spectacular. Straight into a climb and even though it was freezing, the sun is glistening off the leaves on the side of the track ...

Before i start, the picture accompanying this entry is NOT what it looks like, i'm just sick of putting other pictures in that don't really look like what i'm looking at.... After 3 hours of walking from Redecilla without coffee and finding a nice place with a fire and internet, I go to buy myself a top from the market in the Plaza major because everything else is wet. I am offered a delicious green olive from an old lady on the street who i have just asked ab...

Well, on departure from my new found friends, i found myself to be feeling very alone. I think i might have just been having a hormotional day. When i got to the albergue, Some spaniard wanted to talk to me and i basically made it clear that i didn't feel like talking. Then, while i was making myself dinner, i was thinking, all i want to do is to speak to someone who is a native english speaker. then this girl liz walks around the corner. that was good. ...

Last night... Enrique has a restaurant in Sao paolo, Brazil, so he whipped us up an omlette with chorizo and ham and tomatos and stuff and some vino and bread. Great dinner. This morning... Walked 12kms WITHOUT coffee and i felt like a dead cow. We had coffee and then Manuel finished his part of the camino and Enrique and I kept going til i decided to stop after 17kms. Yesterday was too huge and i'm stuffed today. Had a glass of red wine at the ...

Just for the information of anyone reading this, i'm now going to do a Last night/This morning journal because i usually write in the journal in the afternoon and a lot usually happens between the time i finish writing and the time i go to bed. so.... Last night in Torres Del Rio, i stayed a place called La casa de Mari. Met a short Spaniard called Manuel and a Brazilian bear called Enrique. Neither Speak English so i spend the evening trying to communicate ...