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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 43: Cause Fuck It, I’m Still on the Road; Santiago to Santiago, via a Farewell to Waffles and a
I don’t expect much from Day 43. It’s the day after all of our Day in Santiago, Waffles is flying to Brussels, Fizzy Mucus and Lil’ Trump...
Oct 18, 20227 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


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 22: Casa Rectoral – La Isla (30k)
The hospitalero at Casa Rectoral wakes us up at 7am with some classic monk choir hits that soon go over into 70’s disco bangers including...
Sep 28, 20224 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


Day 17: Santillana Del Mar to Playa Oyambre (28,7k, in flip flops, on asphalt, while drunk)
We awaken to a less than ideal situation… all our clothes are still wet. Plus, we arrived so late after all the ice cream and beer and...
Sep 23, 20224 min read


Day 16: Mar – Santillana Del Mar (12,7k)
Outdoor premiere goes both very well and very bad. Well because it’s fun and exciting and the €6,99 thermal blanket that Decathlon man...
Sep 23, 20222 min read
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