A Few Impressions After My First Day on the Camino

First, a quick reminder: I am writing from my phone to help me practice an economy of words. Also, there may be more errors than I would prefer.


  • I trusted my travel cunning and had a little planning to arrive at the Camino’s beginning (and my “cunning” is one of my great weaknesses.). Getting from Portland to St. Jean Pied de Port took an excruciating 3 full days of planes, buses and walking. It was a veritable John Candy movie of problem solving.

  • The result meant I arrived on the morning of the first having not been horizontal in days and having not eaten a proper meal. But that didn’t deter my hubris (second only to cunning among my follies), and I set out on the trail immediately upon arrival, without even stopping to find a proper snack. And for the record, the entire first day is uphill, nonstop.

  • I was changing my wardrobe more often than a rock n’ roll diva on tour to account for the variety of weather and my sweating through multiple layers.

  • I experienced an exciting spectrum of Camino walking surfaces: asphalt, mud, grass and a surprisingly abundant thin layer of manure.
  • Early friendships abound: Aussies, Kiwis, Germans, a handful of Yanks and one particularly plucky Italian. I can only imagine the spectrum of nationalities that will stoop to call me “friend.”

This last photo I like to call, “I started down there.” With a subtitle “Was I thinking clearly?”

4 Responses to “A Few Impressions After My First Day on the Camino”

  1. Praying for you on this journey!

  2. I love this. Keep posting. I’m reading every word!

  3. Love this. Thinking about you all the time.

  4. So glad to see you on this adventure Tony. It sure would be nice to catch up over a beverage… especially tonight. If only my teleportation skills were a bit more polished. May your knees hold up and your heart be filled.

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