I started this blog in January 2014, intending to only write about my journey on the Camino de Santiago. I was at a difficult point in my life: a serious relationship had ended, changing the course of my future. I was 33 and completely uncertain about what to do with my life. I still had my quirky apartment in the suburbs of Philadelphia, I still had my sometimes stressful, sometimes inspiring job of counseling teenagers. But I felt lost, having been so close to changing my life by joining it with my partner. I was once again on my own, and needing to figure out what I really wanted to do with my life.
So I walked 500-miles on the Camino Frances, hoping that having a literal path to follow would lead me to some answers and some direction.
What answers did I have at the end of that walk, as I stood in front of the cathedral in Santiago, or better yet, at the edge of the world in Finisterre? Nothing concrete, and yet everything important: the people around us matter. The earth matters. I am strong. With time and patience, I’ll figure out my next steps.
This blog is about the Camino, it’s about travel, it’s about photography, it’s about writing. Sometimes, it might be about coffee. But mostly it’s about my life, as I continue to look for my path: walking down the yellow brick roads, taking the detours, going the wrong way, the missteps, the discoveries, the magic.
Thank you for reading; I am thrilled to have any audience, big or small. Say hi, or read anonymously, but know that I am happy to have you here.
My journey on the Camino Frances begins with this post.
A brief of ‘one year of blogging’ recap is here.
My journey on the Camino del Norte begins here.
Click here to read about my 5-day hike on the West Highland Way, in Scotland.