Jerusalem was everything I’d hoped it would be and more. Met old and new friends. Saw the Wall, and prayed for my mom, my dad, all my grandparents and felt some sort of spiritual realignment.
In the near future, I’ll try to put the last part in better words. For now, just know that I made it to and from The Holy Land and luckily didn’t get a Messiah Complex.
The Schwebebahn in Wuppertal used to be on my bucket list…not anymore. An Odyssean journey through Berlin and Hamburg ended in paradise.
So I’m packed and ready to do my second preparation day for the big day. At first I thought I might leave either Thursday or Saturday, but my wife informed me this afternoon when I returned from a decent 15 km walk that she’s planning on me leaving Thursday. Looks like that’s the big day,… Continue reading Walking the Camino to Lindau first…
Another year gone & here we are in Italy. Again. Its where we summer. Our daughter is now talking. You should hear her say, ‘Please’ & ‘Thank you.’ Today she even started saying, ‘Grazie’ and it made my heart melt a little. Here we are in the land of Forza Italia. The country where people… Continue reading Forza Italia
We’ve been all over for the holidays, but we’re finally headed home to Munich today. Any of you remember my writings/photos from the Camino de Santiago several years back? It was a pivotal moment or set of moments in my life & I’ve not even walked the whole Camino. As I said then, finishing the… Continue reading Dreaming of the Camino de Santiago and how I got into pilgrims or pilgrimages
What’s going on down in the Allgäu? Place used to be so respectable. I’m sure there’s a perfectly good explanation for this, but until I hear it? I’m assuming this butcher is a front for a sex club. Scharfe Stange? I’m sure there’s more than meets the eye going on here.
This bridge means a lot to me, and it’ll take some explaining for it to make sense. Arrived here in Logroño last year to begin my journey. Meeting all the pilgrims with their injuries that day, I felt like such an imposter calling myself a pilgrim already. Little did I know – everyone walks his… Continue reading third day on the Camino & a return to where I started last year…back to the future, because I’ll definitely be here again
There’s this exhilarating moment when you arrive at the albergue after the day’s walk, and you drop your things. This is where you know you’re going to spend the rest of your day and your evening, yet there’s a good chance you’re so tired that you’ll sleep through most of one or the other. Suddenly… Continue reading Don’t stop walking with or without knowing exactly where you’re going to sleep…or what you’re going to sleep on
Ok, I told you about the dog I met the first day and how I was missing my dogs, so there’s that. The whole dog thing. I’ve even started Dog Spotting pretty obsessively, which is something I always did, yet now I’m taking photos and adding whimsical captions and/or stories. We’ll see what comes of… Continue reading a lapsed Quaker walking…I’m relatively sure you’ll get what I’m trying to say at some point