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Bonjour. I am Frida. This is where I write about anxiety, art, trying to make art, anxiety associated with trying to make art, and other highly marketable stuff like that.
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Day 26: Pola de Siero to Oviedo (18,3k)
On Day 26, I dust myself off and get back on it. Skies are blue inside and out as I leave Pola de Siero, not axe-murdered and feeling...
Oct 3, 20224 min read
Day 25: Villaviciosa to Pola de Siero (29,1k)
After Villaviciosa, the Camino splits. I can choose to continue the Norte along the coast, or I can take the Camino Primitivo into the...
Oct 3, 20225 min read
Day 23, part 2 and Day 24: Villaviciosa to Villaviciosa (3,4k)
Oh, forgot to say. The day continued, even after my grand internal climate epiphany. It rained a lot. It was hot a lot. Then cold a lot....
Oct 3, 20226 min read
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Right. I guess tumblr thinks I’m a playground flasher who’s decided to lure children in by just describing my outfit? Gonna have to think...
Sep 29, 20221 min read
Farewell Bad Pilgrim, Hello Raincoat & Hot Pants
Because really, this blog was never about the Camino. It’s about my emotions. Soz, folks. Better you know now I guess. But because I’m...
Sep 28, 20221 min read
Day 23: La Isla – Villaviciosa (25,4k)
The night before, I ask the (dead-sweet) hospitalero what is included in the €2,50 breakfast at Albergue de Peregrinos La Isla. “Bread,...
Sep 28, 20224 min read
Day 21: Llanes – Casa Rectoral (22k)
Three weeks. This is the halfway mark. Time to panic. When not panicking, I eat the best hostel breakfast to date (€2,50 for toast with...
Sep 28, 20221 min read
Day 20: Pendueles to Llanes, via my true emo soul, my non-Camino self and a lot of amazing cafes (17
“If (the) love feels too tight, it isn’t your size.” Day 20 is a different kind of day. I wake up and all the people in my room at Casa...
Sep 25, 20225 min read
Day 19: San Vicente to Pendueles (26k, in pouring rain)
On day 19, I haul ass. I feel behind from the lazy day before and want to catch up with Gertrude, so race past about twenty puzzled...
Sep 25, 20223 min read
Day 18: Playa Oyambre to San Vicente de La Barquera (12,4k)
I wake up first. Just me, the beach and the sunset. Gradually, the boys start to stir. God I want to brush my teeth. Around us the debris...
Sep 25, 20222 min read
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