DisneyFreak06
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Hi everyone! I was asked to share some pictures from my pilgrimage/hike/walk/journey across northern Spain this summer. I wasn't sure where to post it as it wasn't Disney, so I decided this was the place. It is going to be kind of like a little TR I guess, except it was a month long trip.
I went with R. We had worked at the same school for a few months before she got transferred. She was planning to walk with someone else, but it fell through. I was planning to walk alone, but when I heard she wasn't going because her friend wasn't going, I invited her to come along. To be honest, I am very happy I did that. I got to know a wonderful, strong person, and I am really glad I wasn't alone at some points of the pilgrimage.
Have you ever seen the movie The Way with Martin Sheen? His character walked the Camino as it is familiarly called. I believe Shirley MacLaine wrote a book about it too. It's very popular, not only with Catholics, but people of all religions and no faith as well. (Mods, I will not be talking about the spiritual/religious side of my walk, mostly just the physical part along with sharing pictures of the locations. Oh and pictures of churches, is that ok?)
Our flight was leaving Charlottetown around 10ish. Keep that in mind!
We left PEI, flew to Montreal, then flew to Paris. We didn't really sleep on the plane, so we were exhausted waiting for the train at the airport. (Yes, that's correct!) I was falling asleep. Then we took the long train to Bordeaux, and I believe we both slept some there. I know I did, and I felt much better.The train to Bordeaux was clean, and really nice and comfortable. Well organized and we knew where to sit. I do speak French, so Ronalda liked relying on me, even though we didn't need to ask for much help, except to find the train station maybe. It was in the airport, so it wasn't hard. After a snack in Bordeaux, we got on another train (That was loud, dirty and disorganised, no one was there to help and the seat numbers were not clear) to Bayonne, and then we had to take a smaller train to St. Jean Pied de Port. This train was lovely and you just picked your own seats. We kept watching for people with backpacks wondering if they were part of our Facebook group or if they were pilgrims. We met some the first day that we saw a few more times along the way, and one in particular I am still in touch with on FB.
We took selfies (or twofies?) on at the airport in Charlottetown, and then we took a lot more through the trip.
I took a before picture, hoping that I'd lose a few pounds since I was walking 800 km in about 6 weeks.
P_20160701_071917 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
My cell phone (I noticed later) adds eye liner and smooths lines when you put it in selfie mode. I don't particularly like that, but it sure made us look nice. We did not really pack any make up!
P_20160701_082751_BF by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
P_20160701_120130_BF by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
P_20160701_123704_BF by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
Our overnight plane:
P_20160701_123704_BF by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
R is not a good flyer, she had to take Adavan because she is so nervous. The attendants noticed and they were very nice to her. I kept making jokes that all the men were flirting with her the whole way. Before we even took off, one noticed her and talked to her to calm her down. We were sitting near their little kitchen/galley thingy and we were in the front row of that section, so the flight attendants were sitting right in front of us, facing us. Once in the air, they jumped up and got us water right away. Well, her first. They kept checking on her and stuff like that, and even when we got off they gave us some chocolate. He was so awesome, and he asked when we were coming home to see if he'd be on the flight! He was on vacation, so that was a no. I wish I'd taken his picture, because it would be nice to remember him, he was that good. We actually did take many pictures with people that we met only once.
from raw-00801 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
I almost got off at that stop! Do you know what it is? I will tell you later...
P_20160702_075529_BF by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
Being silly and trying to stay awake while waiting for our train. We booked the 10 ish train, but our flight had landed at 5am. We could have booked an earlier flight, but we didn't want to chance missing it, so we booked the later. Yeah, we had time to spare!
P_20160702_082312 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
There was a charging station, but you had to pedal to make it work. Fun!
In Bordeaux for a little bite to eat.
P_20160702_150220 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
P_20160702_150316 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
Here I am with the first of many baguette sandwiches. LOL
I tried to take a few pictures out of the train window, but it didn't work well, it was a speedy train.
from raw-00806 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
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P_20160702_185948_HDR by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
P_20160702_185951 HDR by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
I was basically at the base of the Pyrenees.
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Sad to say, but I have never really visited France. It's on my list, but I've never had the opportunity! I am a French teacher, so I was extremely excited to be there!
from raw-00824 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
How do you know where to go? You follow shells and yellow arrows! I was just a tad happy to see my first shell.
from raw-00828 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
I love the roads!
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When you register, you get what is called a pilgrim's passport. You get stamps everywhere you stay. Without the passport, you cannot stay in the special hostel type places. Somewhere between 6 and 15 euros a night for my bed. Not bad.
This lady is filling in my passport for me.
from raw-00836 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
Then we were off to find our bed. Thankfully, we were feeling like we had the energy to walk and find a bed. The little nap on the train to Bordeaux was very helpful!
from raw-00837 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
Another shell to follow for the next morning:
from raw-00838 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
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We got a double room in here for our first night. No ensuite, but that's ok. Only the two of us for our first night.
from raw-00849 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
The view out our window.
from raw-00857 by disneyfreak0306, on Flickr
We went out for some food and then decided to hit the hay. We were exhausted, and we new the next morning we had to walk 8 km up a mountain. Not a little hill like we have here, but a mountain. In the Pyrenees. A real mountain!
I went with R. We had worked at the same school for a few months before she got transferred. She was planning to walk with someone else, but it fell through. I was planning to walk alone, but when I heard she wasn't going because her friend wasn't going, I invited her to come along. To be honest, I am very happy I did that. I got to know a wonderful, strong person, and I am really glad I wasn't alone at some points of the pilgrimage.
Have you ever seen the movie The Way with Martin Sheen? His character walked the Camino as it is familiarly called. I believe Shirley MacLaine wrote a book about it too. It's very popular, not only with Catholics, but people of all religions and no faith as well. (Mods, I will not be talking about the spiritual/religious side of my walk, mostly just the physical part along with sharing pictures of the locations. Oh and pictures of churches, is that ok?)
Our flight was leaving Charlottetown around 10ish. Keep that in mind!
We left PEI, flew to Montreal, then flew to Paris. We didn't really sleep on the plane, so we were exhausted waiting for the train at the airport. (Yes, that's correct!) I was falling asleep. Then we took the long train to Bordeaux, and I believe we both slept some there. I know I did, and I felt much better.The train to Bordeaux was clean, and really nice and comfortable. Well organized and we knew where to sit. I do speak French, so Ronalda liked relying on me, even though we didn't need to ask for much help, except to find the train station maybe. It was in the airport, so it wasn't hard. After a snack in Bordeaux, we got on another train (That was loud, dirty and disorganised, no one was there to help and the seat numbers were not clear) to Bayonne, and then we had to take a smaller train to St. Jean Pied de Port. This train was lovely and you just picked your own seats. We kept watching for people with backpacks wondering if they were part of our Facebook group or if they were pilgrims. We met some the first day that we saw a few more times along the way, and one in particular I am still in touch with on FB.
We took selfies (or twofies?) on at the airport in Charlottetown, and then we took a lot more through the trip.
I took a before picture, hoping that I'd lose a few pounds since I was walking 800 km in about 6 weeks.

My cell phone (I noticed later) adds eye liner and smooths lines when you put it in selfie mode. I don't particularly like that, but it sure made us look nice. We did not really pack any make up!



Our overnight plane:

R is not a good flyer, she had to take Adavan because she is so nervous. The attendants noticed and they were very nice to her. I kept making jokes that all the men were flirting with her the whole way. Before we even took off, one noticed her and talked to her to calm her down. We were sitting near their little kitchen/galley thingy and we were in the front row of that section, so the flight attendants were sitting right in front of us, facing us. Once in the air, they jumped up and got us water right away. Well, her first. They kept checking on her and stuff like that, and even when we got off they gave us some chocolate. He was so awesome, and he asked when we were coming home to see if he'd be on the flight! He was on vacation, so that was a no. I wish I'd taken his picture, because it would be nice to remember him, he was that good. We actually did take many pictures with people that we met only once.

I almost got off at that stop! Do you know what it is? I will tell you later...

Being silly and trying to stay awake while waiting for our train. We booked the 10 ish train, but our flight had landed at 5am. We could have booked an earlier flight, but we didn't want to chance missing it, so we booked the later. Yeah, we had time to spare!

There was a charging station, but you had to pedal to make it work. Fun!
In Bordeaux for a little bite to eat.



Here I am with the first of many baguette sandwiches. LOL
I tried to take a few pictures out of the train window, but it didn't work well, it was a speedy train.





I was basically at the base of the Pyrenees.


Sad to say, but I have never really visited France. It's on my list, but I've never had the opportunity! I am a French teacher, so I was extremely excited to be there!

How do you know where to go? You follow shells and yellow arrows! I was just a tad happy to see my first shell.

I love the roads!




When you register, you get what is called a pilgrim's passport. You get stamps everywhere you stay. Without the passport, you cannot stay in the special hostel type places. Somewhere between 6 and 15 euros a night for my bed. Not bad.
This lady is filling in my passport for me.


Then we were off to find our bed. Thankfully, we were feeling like we had the energy to walk and find a bed. The little nap on the train to Bordeaux was very helpful!

Another shell to follow for the next morning:





We got a double room in here for our first night. No ensuite, but that's ok. Only the two of us for our first night.

The view out our window.

We went out for some food and then decided to hit the hay. We were exhausted, and we new the next morning we had to walk 8 km up a mountain. Not a little hill like we have here, but a mountain. In the Pyrenees. A real mountain!