Caminho Portuguese: Part 1
Most families have a black sheep, the person they store in the proverbial attic for fear of embarrassment, who they only acknowledge at funerals. I’ve probably been that person in my own family. Let’s face it, no one who walks multiple caminos could be considered sane, and the insane are rarely welcome in polite society. I’ve been fortunate to walk the Camino Francés, a beautiful journey of spiritual fulfilment, redemption and lasting friendships, the Norte and Primitivo, a challenging trek of stunning vistas and warm collegiality, and the Via de la Plata, an epic journey of haunting isolation that rewards…