Camino de Santiago: the pilgrims

“Live to the point of tears.” – Albert Camus I am surrounded by some of the happiest people in the world. The people that make the best out of the worst days, and the people that never stop being interesting. You know, the kind of people that have an idea and do it. They want to go somewhere and go. Adventure seekers. Fulfilled. I am surrounded by some of the happiest people in the world.   It has been so much fun to tell the tale of my Camino de Santiago adventure with Bradley. You know the story of our one week … Continue reading Camino de Santiago: the pilgrims

Camino de Santiago: the checklist

“Tell him yes. Even if you are dying of fear, even if you are sorry later, because whatever you do you will be sorry all the rest of your life if you say no.” – Gabriel Garcia Marquez   Some adventures come to us unannounced – but hopefully they’ll never catch you unprepared. I joined British Bradley on his one week Camino Adventure on his last month in Spain. He was making the most out of this country before moving to Mexico! After he had done 98% of the planning for this hike, I researched my BlaBlaCar and bus. “I am doing the Camino de Santiago!” I told the pharmacist, … Continue reading Camino de Santiago: the checklist

Camino de Santiago de Compostela: A Diary

 “Every part of my body hurt. Except my heart.” – Cheryl Strayed   DAY 1 – Madrid to Lugo to Sarria “I cannot wait to be immersed and consumed by nature.” I made myself stop by a bench in front of the bus station and write this down, right under the red pen title: Camino Day 1. I had taken a Blabla Car from Madrid to Lugo, and now I needed to catch a bus to Sarria where I would meet British Bradley. He had started the Camino a couple days before me in Ponferrada. Doing the Camino together was … Continue reading Camino de Santiago de Compostela: A Diary

Weekends in Madrid

  “Fine, I won’t shave my legs,” I finally decided before putting shorts on. Yuli and I were comparing leg hair length, and what was worth a shave, while I exercised in my bedroom, wearing a bikini, and she studied in the living room, still in her pj’s. We had sunbathing plans for the weekend. Side-note: I recently moved from Alcobendas to Madrid’s center, and it has been an upgrade in more ways than one. I am living in a beautiful, spacious piso (Spain’s word for flat) walking distance from the Royal Palace, and famous Calle Princesa. I live with 3 Spanish girls, all in their 20’s. … Continue reading Weekends in Madrid

Mi Casa Es Su Casa!

Christina Smac&Tosh – read the sign I held for almost one hour at the airport, waiting for you. It was worth the stares to get this adventure started right. You walked through the sliding doors, and I yelled out your name, but you didn’t see me. So I did the movie style run toward you, waving my arm. Nope, you did not see me. I planted myself in front of you, and you did the wide eyes thing! I hardly remember your first day in Madrid, actually. The image is a haze of disbelief that you came to see me. I don’t think I … Continue reading Mi Casa Es Su Casa!

Is this my life?

“Women and children first!” I blurted, recreating the scene from Titanic. Kristen was rubbing my numb fingers, but there is nothing we could do about the stabbing pain in my feet. It was freezing hell. Flashback to that morning and we were eating croissants by the fire, laughing at our dumb jokes. “TOP OF THE MORNING TO YOU!” I was back to Navacerrada for a snowshoe hike. It was the Schmid route (same one from 2 blog posts ago). This time there was SO MUCH MORE snow, though. It was not only snow…it was hail, too – a first time for … Continue reading Is this my life?

I’m not done loving.

“Put it away. You don’t need that sh*t,” she said. The wake up call came from Ellie Goulding. Rewind a week ago, and you will get to the peak of this drama ride. It was a kind of homesick I had not yet experienced in Spain. This time the feeling lasted longer than normal. This time, I had a broken heart. Yet I put myself in this situation, so I did not feel like I could ask Life for a reimbursement (though I considered the option). It was me, after all, who declared my heart open to every kind of adventure. I … Continue reading I’m not done loving.

I could try to describe it in depth.

I am excited 98% of the time lately. But I haven’t been THIS excited in a while. I was wide awake at 4:30 am, and I knew it had to be the anticipation of this hike that wouldn’t let me sleep for long. I left the house before the sun came out, and there was not a soul in the streets. “Only the brave are out,” WhatsApp Nacho (one of the Spaniard friends I’ve made here). “Then what am I doing here?!” I wrote back. But I had a good feeling about this day… I met up with Sonia, Nacho, and Ismael … Continue reading I could try to describe it in depth.

One Joyful Spin!

  I put one foot in front of the other, and I ended up on top of a mountain, mesmerized, in Ireland. How the heck did I end up here? Now I understand why my dad used to always tell me, “Do not limit yourself.” Because when I don’t…I can end up anywhere…like in Ireland, living a dream, hiking 1,420 feet, in a gorgeous island filled with flowers and horses, and falling in love with a brown cow. This is all real life. Once I could not find a place to stay in Dublin, I extended my stay in Galway … Continue reading One Joyful Spin!