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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
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 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
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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