Next Steps?

Next Steps?   Back in Dublin and I decide on one final blog. I am aware of that familiar mix of irritation at having to unpack the bags, sort a load of washing and stock the fridge from scratch, whilst also being delighted to be home, to see and hug my kids (much to their horror) and collapse into my...

Revelations

I have a final ramble around the city, staying within the confines of the old section which is surprisingly large and complex. I thought I’d pretty much seen all of the historic town but continue to find myself on previously undiscovered lane ways and narrow roads. My bag is chocker with rosary beads...

My Travelling Companion

I have my first bad nights’ sleep since starting on the Camino and wake at 2am. The long hard walking must have worn me out, or maybe I got used to Miriam’s very particular rhythm of the night and I’m now missing her unique sound effects. Eitherway I get up around eight feeling and looking...

The Way

The Way We arrive early so that we can get a seat, and sit facing the highly elaborate alter. After a while, a nun in full length black garb appears and leads us all through a practice for the sung responses. Her maudlin attire belies the beauty of her pure, clear voice. She smiles and encourages the...

Complaining Couple

Complaining Couple She is still on about the snoring. So much so in fact that she got her own room last night. Well, I’m as relieved as she is, I can tell you that much for nothing. She thinks her sleep was disturbed? I wouldn’t ordinarily say anything about this, but I really feel I’ve...

A Steep Incline

A Steep Incline We slept with the windows open last night, so that we could hear the river rushing by and the sound of the nearby weir. The soothing noises seem to have worked wonders because there are no complaints this morning. Or maybe I’ve just worn her down. Our accommodation is a good few...