From Europe to Africa…

November 7th:

I write this to you from a plane on its way to Morocco. Kevin and I have done quite a lot of traveling this past month, via bus, train, and foot, but this is the first plane we have taken. And you guys, planes are so fast! The map just told us that we are about 350 miles away from our destination and we will be landing in less than an hour.

Kevin and I recently traveled that same distance. By walking. With our feet.

It took us 30 days.

Technology is amazing!

We just spent the last three days in Portugal, which wasn’t nearly enough time but at least we got a taste of it. We drank port in Porto and ate sushi in Lisbon and I was so happy to
not have to eat a peregrino menu del dia I could have cried (outside of the major cities, the food in the smaller towns in Spain was challenging, consisting primarily of bread bread bread, ham, cheese, and then more bread. Soooo much bread. Too much bread, even for a carboholic like me).

Leaving Santiago I was sad for about half a day, but then my “travel is to me what meth is to Walter White” feeling kicked in, and suddenly I was happy as a clam to be traveling again. We were going somewhere new! By train! Where we could eat real food! And see new sights! Oh the excitement!

We loved Portugal. For some reason it had never been that high on my “must visit” list, but it is now. The food, the wine, the culture, the people, the architecture… all were amazing. Lisbon itself was just incredible, and it quickly earned the title of one of my favorite European cities. It’s worth so much more time than we were able to give it.

I suppose we will just have to go back!

(the more we travel, the more our list grows)

We’ve also run into quite a few pilgrims in Portugal, which has been fun. We are all easily identified by our backpacks and lack of normal clothes (aka ugly clothes). Though I was able to buy some boots in Porto, I wasn’t able to find anything appropriate for 80+ degree Moroccan weather. So, I’m still in my gross pilgrim clothes, which I am not thrilled about, but hey, there are bigger problems in the world than what I look like. And I get to go to Morocco! What I’m wearing should be the least of my concerns. I’m a lucky girl, ugly clothes and all.

We are both ridiculously excited for this leg of our adventure. We haven’t even arrived and we are already whining annoyingly about how we wish we had more time. There is just so much to do, and one week isn’t nearly enough time to do it all! But it’s a start.

We are also particularly excited to experience a totally new culture, something entirely different than we are accustomed to. Spain and Portugal are amazing, and of course they are not the same as California, but as Western countries, are not all that different from the U.S. Not like Africa, anyway. We are looking forward to the culture shock of it all.

My food just arrived (on foreign airlines you still get food! for free!) so I’m going to stop writing and start eating. Lunch consists of a chicken sandwich, a yogurt, and a Mars bar. This is gourmet compared to what we get in the states. It puts our airlines to shame.


November 9th:

The above was written on our flight from Lisbon to Casablanca. I think I was getting too comfortable, too arrogant in my traveling skills, so the universe decided to humble me.

“Hahaha” the universe said to me. “You want different, I’ll show you different!”

After landing in Casablanca, the following things happened:

Our connecting flight to Marrakech was canceled, because of that we lost our luggage. The driver we organized to pick us up at the airport wasn’t there, so after much confusion we took a taxi, who then got lost and took us to the wrong Riad, which led to a new slew of problems.

As if that wasn’t enough, shortly after going back to the airport the next day to pick up our lost luggage, two men got into a fight and one of them took out a MACHETE and chased the other one down the street!!!!*

So yeah, we’re not in Spain anymore!

Obviously all has worked out, we eventually got to our Riad and we eventually got our luggage, and now that we’ve had some time to settle and get our bearings we are back to having a great time (and it wouldn’t be traveling if something didn’t go wrong!).

Marrakech is nuts. It’s crazy and chaotic and stressful and beautiful and amazing all at the same time. It’s different than I remember it being… far less secular and more dirty and gritty, but wonderful nonetheless.

Tomorrow we are taking a three day tour through the Sahara desert. I am excited not only to see the desert and experience its secrets, but also to not have to make any more decisions for a few days. For the past five weeks we have been GO GO GO, so it will be really nice to just let someone else tell us what to do for a bit. Sometimes it’s nice not having to use your brain.

Happy weekend** friends!

From this…


To this…


All in less than 48 hours!

Oh what a life we are living right now!

*This was a complete fluke incident, as Morocco is typically an incredibly safe place, especially for tourists. What we saw could have happened anywhere, it just randomly happened right in front of us. Even with that incident, we have not felt unsafe.

**you know life is good when you have to look up what day of the week it is…

nicole marieNovember 10, 2013 - 8:26 pm

dang it i’m so upset i didn’t tell you the restaurant in lisbon to go to! oh well i’m sure you ate wonderful food. i felt the same way about portugal. i had really no expectations but holy moly i loved it!! totally a top favorite.

and yeah i hear ya about the bread and ham… and potatoes.

so excited for your Moroccan adventures! stay safe!

nicole marieNovember 10, 2013 - 8:28 pm

and seriously i think you look really cute! i never would have thought you were still wearing pilgrim clothes. your whole camino i thought you looked super cute in all the pics. swear. your scarves are super cute

BrittanyNovember 10, 2013 - 8:30 pm

I can’t wait to see pictures from here! I bet it is really pretty. I am so jealous of your desert tour!

AmyNovember 11, 2013 - 10:10 am

The Sahara Desert, machetes… Your adventures are so far out!!! I am loving following along on the journey.

Oh and you are too cute!


MoNovember 13, 2013 - 9:31 am

I totally agree with Nicole – you still look super cute!

I’m so excited to hear more about this leg of the trip – I’m so unfamiliar with that part of the world that it all seems so exotic to me (which I suppose it is).

Love you guys!

Camino Life – Santiago de Compostela!!!

***Written yesterday, November 3rd.***

We made it!

After hundreds of miles full of strained calfs, blisters, shin splints and arch pain, we made it to Santiago de Compostela happy, wet, and relatively unscathed. In the end we walked 346 miles, which is about 100 miles short of our original goal, but it’s an accomplishment nonetheless.

We arrived on November 1st, two days earlier than our original date of November 3rd.

It is incredible.

The whole thing still seems a bit surreal. I can’t believe we’ve reached the end. It’s been a whirlwind few days, to say the least.

I barely slept the night before we arrived. My mind was racing, thinking about how tomorrow was the end. The last day! I kept waking up and checking my watch, wondering if it was time to go. It felt like the night before graduation. The excitement was almost tangible.

Our friends Paul and Katy were staying at the same hotel as us, so we started walking together. It was raining softly but we didn’t mind. We had made it this far – a little rain wasn’t going to get us down!

Within an hour, the rain went from a light drizzle to a torrential downpour. Despite our rain gear we were soaked, but still we trudged along, laughing and splashing and having a blast. When we could see the spires of the Santiago cathedral in the distance, we all got a bit quiet. The end was literally in sight.

We had met Paul and Katy just a few days before, but our connection was instant. They are the first (and only) couple we had come across in the past month that was around our age, and within an hour of meeting we felt like we had all been good friends forever, swapping stories and laughing so hard we cried.

They have been about one day behind us the entire camino, and it’s almost eery how similar our experiences have been. We all keep saying that we wish we had met each other sooner, but the fact that we have met at all feels like a gift. A camino reward. They are the friends we didn’t know we were looking for.

As we walked into the city, the wind picked up, and soon the rain was coming down on us sideways. The city was confusing, and strangely enough, the path into Santiago was the least marked that we had encountered along the entire camino. Somewhere along the way we missed a turn, losing the path. When we realized that we would be arriving at the cathedral from behind, and not on the actual camino trail, Katy and I started to get sad. We had both really wanted to walk in on the path, the way that pilgrims had been doing for hundreds of years. To get lost at this stage seemed like a mean joke.

But then we realized that we were being ridiculous. What mattered was that we were here, in Santiago! That we had made it!

As soon as we got to the cathedral, it was clear that it didn’t matter which direction you had come from. There were pilgrims everywhere, laughing and crying and hugging, oblivious to the pouring rain. We stood in the middle of the square and looked up at the cathedral with awe and a little bit of disbelief. We had reached the end of our pilgrimage at last.

We popped inside just in time to see the botafumeiro swing. Because it was All Saints’ Day the church was packed wall to wall with people. We squeezed into a corner and stood silently, watching the botafumeiro swing back and forth as the room filled with incense. We stayed for about 20 minutes, occasionally looking around to sneak waves and smiles and thumbs up at other friends we had met along the way. And then the four of us left to get drinks.

We celebrated until almost 4 am. I woke up yesterday morning with hands down my worst camino hangover of our entire trip, and though I felt absolutely wretched, my sheer delight at the fact that I didn’t have to walk anywhere almost counteracted my hangover. Almost.

The last 48 hours have been a big blur of celebrations and hugs and wine and goodbyes. There have been lots and lots of “congratulations!” and “we did it!“s from people and to people, even if we had never met them until that very moment.

We have reconnected with friends we hadn’t seen for weeks, said goodbye to people that feel like family, and bonded with others we never even crossed paths with while walking. It’s been an incredible and overwhelming few days.

I’m a huge mixed bag of emotions right now. I’m sad it’s over. I’m proud of us for having done it. I’m grateful for the experience. I’m thrilled that we have made so many great friends and connections. And I’m so excited for what is next for us, not only on the rest of this trip, but in life in general. It feels like a new beginning in a way.

It’s going to take us awhile to process this whole experience, but Kevin said earlier that next to getting married, this is the best thing that we have ever done. I agree. We are stronger for it, both individually and as a couple. I believe we are better for it.

I’m already suffering from some post-camino blues, but whenever I start to get really sad that it is over, I try to remind myself that being sad over something ending is a good thing. It means that I was lucky enough to experience something so great that I didn’t want it to end, and for that I am so grateful. Bedbugs and all.

Tomorrow morning we hop on a bus to Portugal, where we stop being pilgrims and start being plain old travelers. Just thinking about it feels strange, as if I am losing a part of myself, like a snake shedding skin. It’s harder than I thought it would be to let go of this pilgrim identity, though I think no matter where I am, I’ll always be a little bit of a peregrina in my heart.

Though I’m sad it’s over, I’m content with how it ended, and I’m looking forward to the new travel adventures that await us. The camino has been such an all-consuming experience that I haven’t even thought about the rest of our trip, but we still have about two weeks left. And I certainly intend to make the most of them.

Thank you for following along so far. It has meant the world to me.

I will never get used to how ridiculous we look in our ponchos.

I will never get used to how ridiculous we look in our ponchos.

We made it!

We made it!

Excitement and awe

Excitement and awe

Laughing so hard I

Laughing so hard I’m crying with Katy

Compostelas in hand! We did it!

Compostelas in hand! We did it!

Goodbye dinner, Like I said, we hang out with the retirees. And they are awesome.

Goodbye dinner, Like I said, we hang out with the retirees. And they are awesome.

The Parador. Major end of camino splurge.

The Parador. Major end of camino splurge.

P.S. I’ve gotten quite a few questions about the camino, so when I get back home I’m planning on putting together a sort of FAQ post that answers them all, along with my own personal tips and recommendations and what not. If there’s anything you’d like to know (really, anything, I love this kind of stuff!) please feel free to send me an email or ask it in the comments. There is no such thing as a stupid question πŸ™‚

KatieNovember 4, 2013 - 4:23 pm

CONGRATULATIONS! Loved following your journey! Can’t wait to see how the rest of your trip goes and read the FAQs.

AllisonNovember 4, 2013 - 4:37 pm

I feel like I’ve been on this amazing adventure with you guys; like I know you personally. I can’t believe it’s over! Congratulations!!!! Congrats not only on finishing, but also coming out of it having learned so many things and pushing yourself outside your comfort zone. Truly inspiring. Enjoy Portugal!

RachelNovember 4, 2013 - 4:46 pm

Yay!!! So happy you are there and that you have had such a wonderful experience. I can’t wait to hear all about it in-person when you are back! Have an amazing time in Portugal! Are you going to splurge on some new ‘going-out’ shoes?

Melissa ZeidanNovember 4, 2013 - 5:01 pm

Whoa, I felt a tear coming on there for a minute! Congrats on this amazing accomplishment. I just told my husband we need to walk the Camino, and he looked at me like I was crazy for suggesting a month+ off of work. Haha, maybe someday (when we are retirees ourselves??) Looks like an a-mazing experience. Thanks for sharing πŸ™‚

Rich KrawczykNovember 4, 2013 - 5:48 pm

Yay! Congratulations!! You guys rocked the Camino! If I wore a hat, it would be off to both you and Kevin for having way more fortitude than I would have thought possible. It’s been a great vicarious experience. Thanks for that! I don’t expect the next leg of this vacation to present you both with anything but relaxing times, great food, lots of wine, and wondrous sights. You two are professionals at the routine kind of travel. Have fun!

ritaNovember 4, 2013 - 6:26 pm

hooray! so happy for you and still so in awe of this amazing journey and accomplishment!

Michelle LimNovember 4, 2013 - 6:37 pm

Question: How difficult was it getting sexy time in with twin beds/bunk beds/sharing a room with several other people?

Ready? Go.

Julie / BoundNovember 4, 2013 - 6:43 pm

CONGRATS!! So totally excited for you guys, this is such a major life thing to have done. I’ve been telling Matt all about it, and he wants to do it next summer. We may have to get together and discuss πŸ™‚

RuthNovember 4, 2013 - 7:12 pm

Congratulations! I am so happy for you guys! I loved reading all about your adventures, thanks for sharing them! I can’t wait to read all of your follow up posts.

LauraNovember 4, 2013 - 8:27 pm

Yay!! Congratulations!! What an amazing feat and experience to do together. So happy I have been able to follow along on your journey! Enjoy your next two weeks and rest those feet!

FloraNovember 5, 2013 - 3:22 am

Yay! Many, many congratulations to you both…and to all your new friends who made it too. Such a brilliant achievement and also such an amazing thing for you guys to have done together.

DannielleNovember 5, 2013 - 3:58 am

Big congrats!! I’m so glad you’ve shared this adventure with everyone, I’ve loved following along!

RuthNovember 5, 2013 - 7:02 am

Congratz!! So glad you did it!! πŸ™‚ I’ve been following your journey all along. And i’ve started thinkin about maybe doing it next year..but in an even shorter period!! Might bus hop from place to the next and walk just a few miles (even though it may sound like cheating!!) Will see! Hope you have a well earned rest now πŸ™‚

DaniellaNovember 5, 2013 - 9:07 am

Congratulations!! What a great journey this has been to read about πŸ™‚ I cannot wait to read the FAQs etc. Enjoy the rest of your trip!
-Daniella, Seattle, WA

WhitneyNovember 5, 2013 - 10:04 am

Congrats on completing the Camino!!!! The more I read this the more I can’t wait to do it with my kiddo one day. I told my mom I’m thinking the summer she turns 16 we will do this. (So I’ve got another 9 years to prepare…and convince my employer to give me 6 weeks off;))

SaraNovember 5, 2013 - 11:29 am

Congratulations! It’s been a ton of fun following along.
What music did you listen to, really?
Where did you go to the bathroom?
Favorite foods? Worst foods? First thing you’ll eat when you get home!
What’s the next adventure??

BrittanyNovember 5, 2013 - 2:19 pm

Congratulations!! Wow it seems like it went by so quick. What an accomplishment! Enjoy the rest of your vacation πŸ™‚

KariNovember 5, 2013 - 2:49 pm

Yay!!! Congratulations!!! You guys did it! So awesome and so inspiring:)

eileen ragan | leaner by the lakeNovember 5, 2013 - 7:00 pm

So excited and happy for you! Have enjoyed reading along so much. What a wonderful experience, sweet lady!

Kate AnnNovember 6, 2013 - 1:10 pm

How exciting, congrats to both of you!!!! Have a wonderful rest of your vacation.

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Camino Life – Almost There…

Hello friends! Just a quick update…

We are now a mere two days away from Santiago de Compostela, a fact which I can’t quite wrap my head around. While most of you recover from Halloween festivities, Kevin and I will be walking our final Camino walk, arriving in Santiago on November 1st, which also happens to be All Saints Day.

It doesn’t seem real. I’m not sure when it will.

We had a short day today, walking only about 10 miles. We got a late start, not leaving the hotel in Melide until almost 11. Hotels tend to make us extremely lazy… when you don’t know what your next bed will be like, it is hard to leave such luxury.

Last night we feasted on the region’s specialties, octopus and rebeiro white wine. Both were incredible, yet for some reason, whenever I consume 6+ glasses of wine with dinner, I don’t feel like walking a whole lot the next day! Shocking!

(Why this keeps surprising me I don’t know.)

We had planned to walk more, but by the time we reached Arzua it was almost 4 pm, and the next town was a good three-hour walk away (at my pace, anyway). Knowing that my misery was self-inflicted, I was trying my best to suck it up and walk as far as we had originally planned, but Kevin wasn’t feeling so great either. He had convinced himself he had strep throat, so we decided to just call it a day. I was glad. I was so tired I felt like I was sleepwalking.

It was a good decision, because we were able to see a doctor (we love socialized health care!), confirm that Kevin doesn’t have strep throat, and put our hypochondriac minds at ease (we are both quite skilled at jumping to worst case scenarios).

Now we are sitting in a bar drinking local cider and eating local cheese, and I can guarantee you that I’m a whole lot happier doing this than I would have been if I was still walking.

There are a million more things I would like to write, but I am just too tired to put my thoughts into cohesive sentences. So instead I’m going to share a few photos of the past few days, and call it a night.

The next time you hear from me, I should be in Santiago!

Only 50 KM left!!

Only 50 KM left!!

View from the dck of Casa Morgade

View from the deck of Casa Morgade

Morgade Sunset

Morgade Sunset

Casa Rurals make me happy.

Casa Rurals make me happy.

Shortly after entering Galacia

Shortly after entering Galacia

Walking into Portomarin

Walking into Portomarin

18 mikes is just too far too walk....

Mile 16 of an 18 mile day. I assure you I am not as happy as I appear..

This is how I generally feel at the end of the day.

This is how I generally feel at the end of the day.

"And I walk through fields of gold"

“And I walk through fields of gold”

P.S. Due to my lack of internet connectivity, I haven’t had the time to respond to most comments or emails, but please know that I read every single one and that I appreciate them so, so much. Once this crazy adventure is over, I promise to get back to you. But in the meantime, please keep commenting and emailing. Hearing from you makes me so happy. It really does.

Kate AnnOctober 30, 2013 - 2:58 pm

I love seeing your posts! It must be so hard to recap after a long day of walking. The pictures are beautiful.

Megan C. StroupOctober 30, 2013 - 3:24 pm

This is so exciting!! In two days, you can finally say it: You walked the Camino! Thanks for taking us along with you on this journey. πŸ™‚

TheresaOctober 30, 2013 - 4:24 pm

I can’t believe how fast this has gone! I’m so impressed by you two, even with the hard days, you’ve managed to stay so positive. I love your outlook on the whole experience and taking it one day at a time and doing what feels right for both of you. I love the pictures, it looks incredible. When I saw the picture of Kevin sitting with his wine outside, and you reading your ipad by the fire gave me this image of you two looking back on this trip some years from now at how wonderful it was. I don’t know why those two pictures, they just seem like they really captured what it was like those evenings after long hours of walking.

JulieOctober 30, 2013 - 6:12 pm

Serena and Kevin – So amazing what you have accomplished so far! Enjoy your last 2 days!! Jules xoxo

AngieOctober 30, 2013 - 6:18 pm

Woohoo you (almost) made it!!! We are so proud of you guys! Looking forward to seeing you both over the holidays. – The Quinns

Lisa @ Two MartinisOctober 31, 2013 - 6:54 am

Wow!! I love love love your pictures!!! Beautiful.

KariOctober 31, 2013 - 7:54 am

Beautiful pictures! You’re almost there! Loved following you along on this awesome journey. I think you guys are so brave and cool for doing this:) Can’t wait to hear more:)

MoOctober 31, 2013 - 8:54 am

I can’t even believe you guys are almost done! I’ve absolutely loved reading all about it, but I can’t wait to hear about it in person! lots of love xox

LaurenOctober 31, 2013 - 6:55 pm

I can’t believe you are almost done!!! It has been awesome following along!

Camino Life – The End is Near!

I write this to you from the village of Morgade, which according to my guidebook is “rural Galacia at her best; wet and green with the sweet smell and squelch of liquid cow dung underfoot.”

Yesterday while walking I told Kevin that I had no idea that the smell of cow shit would be such an identifying part of our camino, but it is. One of the many surprises of this trip. As a city slicker it can be gagging at times, but the unadulterated beauty makes up for it.

We are staying in the most beautiful Casa Rural which overlooks miles and miles of lush green farmland and rolling hills. It’s a small place in the middle of seemingly nowhere, run by the same family for decades. As of now we are the only guests in the entire place. It’s amazing.

Life has been good this past week. I told Kevin the other day that I think I needed to accept that we might not meet any more cool people, and instead just focus on having a great time with him and him alone, for the universe to send us some new friends. It sounds cheesy but I think it’s true.

Shortly after posting my last blog, Kevin and I met Ken and Carmel, a great Australian couple staying at the same Casa Rural as us. They too were “bad pilgrims,” having also taken a bus from Burgos to Leon. We bonded over multiple bottles of wine and we’ve been hanging out with them ever since. They are about 25 years older than us and absolutely hilarious. Every time we walk through shit (as in actual cow shit), Carmel says its our penance for skipping ahead. I don’t necessarily agree but it cracks me up nonetheless.

We’ve met some other really wonderful people as well, and true to form, almost all of our new friends are 60+. These are the people that only stay in private rooms, walk slowly, don’t think taking a bus or taxi is “cheating” and enjoy good food and wine.

Our people!!!

We have met a some great younger people too, like Casonorre, a young Italian kid that started walking from Leon. He is the only person I have met thus far that walks at my speed and is under the age of 70, but I think that’s mostly due to the fact that his backpack is almost larger than he is and his feet are covered in blisters. He is 21 and adorable and looks like he should be dating Taylor Swift.

And then there’s Martin from LA, who recently graduated from college and plans to join the monastery. Because of his young age, the church told him he has to spend three years doing something in the secular world first. If after that time he still feels that is his calling, he can join the brotherhood. He is a good looking kid, super friendly and outgoing. He drinks and smokes. He is not the type of person that I would ever think would be heading down a path to priesthood. But then again, religion is not my forte, and the people of the Camino are full of surprises.

Two days ago we entered Galacia, and the landscape is so different from the other regions that we’ve walked through. It is lush and green, full of farmland and forests. It is reminiscent of Ireland in a way. It is not at all what I expected Northern Spain to look like.

Outside of one thing, everything has been really great!

Just writing this makes me cringe, but…

I have been a victim of the bed bugs.

I’m 99% certain that I picked them up at the religious hippie dump we stayed in at El Acebo. That night we heard rumors that someone had found bedbugs, but at that point it was late at night and we’d already put all of our stuff down and paid. There wasn’t much we could do other than hope it wasn’t true.

Since that experience we’ve been staying in private rooms only, but apparently bed bug bites can take a few days to appear. Sure enough, a couple of days later I found random bites on my arms, back and FOREHEAD! I freaked out, but everyone told me that my bites looked like mosquito bites and not like bed bug bites, and that I was just being paranoid.

I tried to chill out but I couldn’t… I was having dreams that there were bedbugs laying eggs in my hair and ears. I couldn’t sleep. My anxiety was sky-high. I was borderline hysterical.

Last night Kevin helped me go through everything in both of our backpacks. We took out every. single. item. and examined it thoroughly. It took almost two hours. We thought we were in the clear, but then I examined my backpack rain cover, and as luck would have it, there was one blood sucker hanging out in the very bottom.

I think it goes without saying that I freaked the eff out.

Our German friend who had had bedbugs ten days ago (and now only stays in private rooms because of it) confirmed that it was indeed a bedbug, and told us what to do. I was not only freaked out but also embarrassed… “Now we are going to be known as the bedbug people!” I said our friend Mary, horrified at the thought. She assured me that wasn’t the case.

We found the hospitaleros (what you call the owners of the casa rural/pension/albergue/inn, etc.) and told them what was going on, and thankfully they could not have been nicer about it. They gave us bedbug spray and let us use the washer and drier (they wanted our bedbugs dead just as much as we did). We stayed up until almost 2 am, washing every single item of clothing we own at 60 degrees Celsius (140 F) and then sanitizing everything else with chemical spray and vinegar.

In normal life, I am an insanely anti-chemical person. I wear natural deodorant. I make my own face serums. I don’t put anything on my body that contains parabens. I buy all organic and vegan skin and cleaning products. Yet there I was, standing outside and spraying the shit of my backpack with the most toxic chemicals available, yelling “die mother f**kers die!”

My Spanish friend Corry spoke not a word of English but understood what was going on and cheered me on, chanting “Muere! Muere!”

We put our bags in trash bags and let them bask in the chemicals all night long, hopefully doing chemical warfare on anything inside. This morning we took them out, and I feel confident that we have sufficiently killed any and all traces of bedbugs. I can barely stand the smell of my chemically sprayed backpack… I hope all the bugs out there are even more turned off.

In other news, I feel like I have finally found the elusive “Camino zone!” I wouldn’t say it’s gotten any easier, but I’m no longer in agonizing pain with each step I take. Most people say it takes about a week to adjust. It took me over two, but I think it has finally shifted! I don’t want to jinx myself, but I can now walk a good 12 miles before pain starts to set in, and I no longer end my days limping. Two days ago we walked 18 miles (not necessarily by choice), and I was only completely miserable for the last four. Progress!

I might not be where others are at this stage, but for me, that is a big deal!

If all goes as planned, we will reach Santiago in just a few more days, arriving on November 1st, which is ahead of our of originally scheduled date of the 3rd. In some ways it feels like we just started, in others it feels like we have been walking forever. I keep waiting for some big breakthrough to happen, some moment of “this is what I’m supposed to do with my life” transcendence, but I’m not sure if that’s in store for me.

Regardless, I have felt much more at peace with life these days. More content. More secure. And that feeling alone makes all of this worth it.


Patty McClainOctober 28, 2013 - 11:08 am

So proud of both of you!
Have to admit I laughed at some of your troubles…but only because you are such a good writer! I wish you good traveling days ahead .

TheresaOctober 28, 2013 - 11:34 am

OH man, I would have FREAKED out about the bed bugs. I remember some people got them when I studied in Rome, and I was so scared of it happening to me too! I’m glad you were able to get rid of them! Good thing you have all that wine to help ease the pain/suffering from that experience!! I’m so glad you’re feeling so at peace with everything. What an amazing experience you’re having.

KariOctober 28, 2013 - 12:15 pm

Oh man!! I would have FREAKED out, too!!! We found bats in our house a few months ago, and even that made me feel all gross that creepy things were crawling over me, so I can’t imagine finding an actual bed bug in your belongings. I’m glad you’re bed bug free now and making new friends! Have a great rest of your trip!!

nicole marieOctober 28, 2013 - 1:13 pm

oooooohhhh mmmmyyy gggggooooodddd i would freak the F out!!!! i’m sorry i’m laughing at your story but holy crap i would have literally stripped naked and jumped in the chemicals! is the end seriously in 4 days??!!!

GretchenOctober 28, 2013 - 3:50 pm

Haha..sorry this post made me crack up. I can only imagine you yelling at those damn bugs..I would have done the same too! You guys are almost there!

StefaniOctober 28, 2013 - 6:22 pm

Oh my goodness, I had a brush with bedbugs after staying in a hostel in Ecuador and I still cringe about the experience sometimes! Fortunately they didn’t follow me, so I didn’t have to go through the whole process of washing everything; I really hope that’s the end of your troubles with them. The part where Cory yells “Muere” was hilarious though!

JessicaOctober 28, 2013 - 7:40 pm

Holy shit! Ugh don’t bring those bed bugs back with you! And when you get back I want to hear about these natural face serums!

Megan C. StroupOctober 28, 2013 - 9:16 pm

“Muere! Muere!” Haha that part really made me laugh. I even read it out loud to my fiance. Glad you found those suckers. πŸ™‚

Michelle LimOctober 28, 2013 - 10:00 pm

Oh no!!!! I don’t think I could have handled the bed bugs. So glad you got them taken care of!!!!!! I can’t believe it’s almost Nov. 1st, though. We knew it’d go by fast, but sheesh, super fast. I can’t wait to hear more about it. Miss you guys!!

DannielleOctober 29, 2013 - 5:45 am

Oh man, I would have flipped the f out on the bedbugs too, don’t blame you there! Glad some of the pain is easing up, I love reading your journey πŸ™‚

DaniellaOctober 29, 2013 - 8:04 am

AH! I am cracking up at your “die MF, DIE!” story! Yucky and yikes to BB – but I’m glad it’s over! Thank you for your honest writting πŸ™‚
-Daniella, Seattle, WA

LoraOctober 30, 2013 - 8:00 am

The thing with breakthroughs is they are rarely just a moment. You’ve had one, and described it beautifully in your very last paragraph of this post!

LoraOctober 30, 2013 - 8:10 am

re: bedbugs

Up until now I was sad you guys were going to be gone and miss our Halloween party on Saturday.

Shudder. Scratch. Eeew.

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Camino Life – Day 21

I have a slew of notes that I’ve written over the past few days, but trying to compile them all into one legible post is proving very difficult. But I’ll try my best!

Oh, what a strange few days it has been!

This whole skipping ahead thing seems to have transported us into a different universe. The vibe is just totally different than it was before. People are so intense! So determined! So focused! It’s like every single day is a personal competition to see how much they can endure, how far they can go. To put their physical and mental limits to the test.

Kevin and I did not embark on this journey for that reason at all, so people look at us like we are aliens. Enjoyment and fun seem to be foreign concepts.

Before we skipped ahead, we met a lot of people that were out here for similar reasons as us… adventure, culture, love of travel. A chance to meet new people and explore places we’ve never been. To travel in a way we never had before, by foot, which would force us to slow down, and hopefully in the process become more balanced, more centered, and grow as a couple.

And also, to have fun!

The people we’ve met since we lskipped to Leon seem to have entirely different reasons for doing the Camino. No one we’ve recently met is doing it for fun. People seem to be having a much harder time of it out here. The energy is different. Almost everyone we have come across seems to be dealing with some serious shit, working out some really deep emotional issues.

People seem to be a lot more judgmental and a lot less friendly than those we were meeting in the beginning.

And also, a lot them are kind of weird!

I don’t want to be rude, but man, there have been some plain out weirdos!

When we first jumped ahead, we lost all the friends we had made, so we were feeling pretty disconnected from other pilgrims. We made a vow to spend the next week in albergues only, hoping that by doing so we would meet more people, get back in the groove, etc.

And it worked! We met a lot of new people, and we felt like we were part of it again. Some of the albergues have been wonderful… in Rabanal we stayed at the most beautiful 12th century church that had been converted to an albergue. It was incredible.

But not all of them have been so great.

Two nights ago we ended up at this random little albergue that was run by a crazy religious Spanish guy. The whole evening seemed like a bad episode of Portlandia. It was donation based, which we hadn’t realized at first. To us, that meant pay what you could, so we paid the usual albergue cost. To others, that meant free. So the crowd it drew was interesting, to say the least.

It felt like we had stepped into some weird religious hippy commune. The communal dinner, which is often our favorite part of the night, turned into this praying cry fest. There was a lot of weird praying, singing, and crying going on, and it was just too much for us to handle. A very smelly Canadian man was playing the ukulele, weird Argentine women were moaning and playing guitars. The whole thing was just fu*king weird. It was so weird we even took a video. We couldn’t have gotten out of there fast enough.

When we got to Ponferrada, a cool city most famous for the Templar Castle, we decided to break our “albergues only for a week” rule, and we checked into a small hotel right by the castle. And it was wonderful.

We had one of our many “why are we doing this” conversations, and got refocused on our reasons for the trip. I had started to lose sense of why I was here, letting other peoples’ judgement get me down. There are so many people out here with such a superiority complex, and it had started to bum me out.

For example, yesterday we were talking to an older Australian woman we had met a few days ago. We hadn’t said anything about taking the bus, but somehow the topic of skipping ahead came up. “You can’t say you’ve done the camino if you didn’t start in St. Jean, or if you’ve taken any taxis or buses,” she said to us, not realizing that we had done both of those things. “It doesn’t really count that way.”

“Well, you know there’s no official starting point,” I replied. “You can start from places all over Europe, like Paris, Germany, Portugal… and as long as you walk the last 100 kilometers, the confraternity of St. James considers it a completed camino.”

She went on to say that it wasn’t the same, and that starting anywhere other than St. John didn’t really count. It was cheating!

As soon as I told her that we had not only started in Pamplona, but also skipped ahead, I could see that she felt bad. She was trying to backtrack what she just said, but her feelings were clear. Our camino wasn’t as “real” as hers.
She is just one of the many people we have met that believe if you haven’t walked every single inch, consecutively, (none of this week here and there business that the Europeans do!) you can’t say you’ve “done the Camino.”

And I had been letting people like that get me down.

Kevin and I haven’t walked every single inch, but we’ve walked well over 200 miles since October 5th. For someone like me, that is a big accomplishment! Today we walked over 13 miles in pouring rain, and my feet got so soaked I had to cover my socks in plastic bags.

That to me counts as “doing the Camino.”

Camino lesson number 10001: Stop caring what people think.

(As I type this, the song “I did it my way” by Frank Sinatra is playing in the background of the bar we are at. Kevin just looked at me and said “this could be our camino theme song.”)

So, I’m trying to stay focused on our reasons for doing this, and to be a bit more forgiving with myself. To care leas about what people think and stop letting their judgement get me down. Just because other people are walking 20+ miles a day doesn’t make my 13 any less significant. And walking that far every single day is tough! I’m not exactly a person that is known for her athletic ability…

Today we walked over 13 miles, entirely in pouring rain. We left late, sang songs, and drank wine along the way. When we got to the huge mountain that people were trying to conquer (which would have been another 5 miles), we simply stopped, found a Casa Rural to check into (which happens to be a converted butter factory!), and then went to the local bar for some wine and food. The mountain will still be there tomorrow.

We did it our way, and we had a blast.

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Julie / BoundOctober 24, 2013 - 11:26 am

So love getting your updates, and I’m really glad you and Kevin have decided to make things happen on your schedule. Down with haters!!

KariOctober 24, 2013 - 12:26 pm

Hang in there! It sounds like you guys are back with the right mindset. Just proves that there are crazy people everywhere:) It’s so hard to keep a positive attitude when there are so many haters around. You guys are doing an amazing thing and should be so proud of yourselves!

Megan C. StroupOctober 24, 2013 - 12:32 pm

Your updates are amazing! I’ve had the Camino on my bucket list ever since I made one for my blog a few years ago, and this just makes me want to do it even more! Your story about the donation-based place reminded me of that weird Jennifer Aniston movie where she lives in a commune haha. Also, if people aren’t doing it for fun, why are they there?? They have their reasons, I’m sure, and you have yours. I’m glad you’re not letting them get you down. πŸ™‚

StephanieOctober 24, 2013 - 12:59 pm

All I have to say is, good for you!

Also, ditto on the Wanderlust movie comment. I was totally picturing Jennifer Aniston weirded out right beside you. πŸ™‚

nicole marieOctober 24, 2013 - 1:05 pm

girl let it go! those people clearly have issues and will most likely look back at their camino and maybe not even remember the experience. all they’ll remember is the blisters and a good for them they walk the entire thing “start” to finish no “skipping ahead” . so good for them. that’s what they went there to do and they’re doing it. if i were you i’d start making people feel bad for being such camino hypocrites and assholes.

i think one of the greatest things about the camino is that it’s a personal journey. everyone does it for different reasons, with different goals and intentions. the people who are trying to make it a challenge are clearly bored with their camino and their intentions of the camino so they try to make themselves feel better by putting other down.

enjoy these last weeks! i can’t believe you guys have been walking for almost 20 days!! so crazy! so proud of you guys and love all your stories! you should probably start doubling the amount of wine you’re drinking the last week. just bought a bottle of Rioja at trader joes and it definitely did not taste the same sitting in my california house versus in a spanish bar.

LauraOctober 24, 2013 - 1:18 pm

Don’t let them get you down! Or take away from your experience. One month from now none of those people will matter – but the experiences you take from it will last a lifetime!! I can’t believe you have walked over 200 miles!

Kate AnnOctober 24, 2013 - 3:24 pm

Keep up the great work! You’re version sounds soooooo much better than theirs anyway. People who act superior are usually compensating for something – like being stupid.

Patty McClainOctober 24, 2013 - 4:14 pm

I love love the last lines of your blog! A great mantra.

CamilleOctober 24, 2013 - 6:53 pm

Serena, I love reading your posts and your journey inspires me. Enjoy every moment and laugh through the pain; which I know you and Kevin can do better then most! XO, Cam

DaniellaOctober 25, 2013 - 8:11 am

I love reading these posts! Your journey sounds incredible! And yes, don’t listen to those other people, seriously, their criticisms of you are not really about you ya know, they are about something that they are struggling with – clearly a sense and need to have some self-validation that they get by bashing you. It’s nonsense. Perhaps next time you get a comment you can say β€œwell, we are walking this way and talking to people who feel like that as a reminder that we are not here to judge, just to experience. Good Luck on your journey” Keep the posts coming!
-Daniella, Seattle, WA

AmyOctober 25, 2013 - 12:39 pm

I’m inspired. Not only because this is an awesome adventure that you are taking – regardless of distance traveled in a day – but also because you are doing it YOUR way. Sometimes that’s far more challenging than the physical part. And you’re doing it!!


GretchenOctober 25, 2013 - 6:25 pm

I am so proud of you guys! 200+ miles is an amazing achievement and don’t let anyone get you down. Keep the stories coming!

TrishOctober 28, 2013 - 6:08 am

When one feels pulled to do a particular thing, when one has passion for a certain life path, karma is always involved. In such an instance, when the goal is worthy and makes one happy, one should continue on that same life path. Just because the elephant cannot carry you anymore doesn’t mean you should give up your goal. Continue down the path that makes you feel fulfilled. Those who continue on an unrewarding path for the sake of only monetary gain are displaying a lack of trust in life. Serena I am so proud of you. This journey you and Kevin are taking is amazing. There is no right or wrong, it’s what works for the two of you. I remember taking you to your first day at Boulder Co and you were worried about how you were going to walk to class, in the snow, in your heels lol. You’ve come a long way baby.
Keep on trucking!!

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