Two years ago today, I was walking the Camino Frances. While on the trail, I didn’t really post all that often; therefore, for the next 38 days, I will be posting a little blurb from my journal and up to 10 photos (not necessarily the best pictures but more that they represent that day in some particular way). It’s kind of like a little memorial as for me, the season of spring is now irrevocably linked to the Camino experience. Today is day 10 – April 30th. Viana to Navarette

Saw a sign today for a pilgrim party scheduled for July 25, 2018. Anyone want to go? …

Walked through Logroño. Still with American Robin. Rainy so didn’t really get any sort of impression of the place other than it has storks and a large cemetery. …

Walking through a new province, now – La Rioja. Lots of red earth and vineyards. I think I’m allergic to it. Seriously – had to take allergy meds. …

Passed by little memorials people are putting up on fencing – sticks shaped into crosses. One genius used his/her socks to make a cross. I wonder if they came to regret giving up that extra pair of socks…

Passed ruins of a 12th century monastery that used to look after pilgrims in the Middle Ages. Couldn’t stay there since it’s ruins so moved onto Navarette. Decided to splurge the extra couple euros for a private albergue. In wandering the town, came across what is officially the most horrifying golden monstrosity I’ve ever seen in the form of the front alter of a 16th century church. Took a few pictures and then left, it enraged me so much.

Impressed a few local boys by kicking back their football to them, forcefully and accurately. …

After dinner, had to act as translator for the albergue landlady. There was a very sick guest who spoke French and very little English and no Spanish. The doctor only spoke Spanish. Somehow I managed to translate from Spanish into French to the sick guest that she probably has a lung infection and had to go to the hospital now. I felt so bad that her Camino ended on such a note.