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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 33: Berducedo to Castro, plus the birth of Coffee Like Giraffes (28,5k)
Two things, amigos. One, we are now a WordPress! I guess it was totally time I left the lands of totally teenage aesthetics anyway. But...
Oct 9, 20225 min read


Day 30: Paradise to Tineo, via my twenties, Julio Cortazar’s back catalogue and the doctor’s office
Day 30! My Camino is all grown up. So yesterday’s notations were: Space – the holding of it, the taking up of it Art is everything Wear...
Oct 8, 20224 min read


Day 29: Paradise to Paradise, via the sky (3,8k)
“Art is everything. Wear leg jewellery!” That’s about it from today. #soulsearching #psychedelics #CaminodelNorte #travel #plantmedicines...
Oct 5, 20221 min read


Day 28: Grado to Paradise, inside and out (24,1k)
The next day I walk with Waffles for the first twelve kilometers to a cafe, where we have the standard tortilla and cafe con leche plus a...
Oct 4, 20225 min read


Day 27: Oviedo to Grado (30,1k)
Oh god what even happens on day 27? I start the real Camino Primitivo, and find it a lot more populated than the weird inbetweeny bit...
Oct 3, 20221 min read


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 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


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 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 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
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