Part One
 My room in Paris |
Check out the shower |
 My hotel was not far from the Gare de Nord |
Church of San Sulpice, where I went to Mass while in Paris |
 San Sulpice |
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A
tradition: have Coquille San Jacque before starting the Camino
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 Passing Lourdes on the train from Toulouse to San Jean Pied du Port |
The parish church in Lourdes |
 A little French friend, "FiFi" |
Arrived in San Jean with two new English buddies: Chris and
Roger
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 Our first Hospitalero: Jean |
Starting up the Pyrenees |
 First town we passed through on the way up |
The arrow pointed the way--it started to snow |
 The dormitory on the first night--from my upper bunk |
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Another direction in the dorm from my bunk
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 Early the next morning--Spain's version of Valley Forge, with a 24k walk to Larrasona |
Starting our walk by the Camino post. We had to walk the road 24k |
 Getting warm in a bar with Chris and Roger having Cafe con Leche |
Bridge into Pamplona-note Camino arrow on bridge (right)
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 After Pamplona, Puenta de la Reina chapel near Alberque with unique crucifix given by German artist- prayed here for strength |
Liked
the architectural features here- Romanesque style is my favorite
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 Santiago himself |
Leaving Puenta de la Riena early in the morning the next day over famous
medieval bridge |
 A fellow pilgrim from Ireland. We'll pass through the town ahead, with still 12 K to go beyond it. |
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The good shepherd--Camino continues down and to right
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 Passed by this church and made a visit |
Madonna |
 Baroque altarpiece--note Saint Michael! |
My first tapas: aceitunas and wine-yum!
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 Old municipal building in Estella |
Pilgrim shrine |
 Leaving Estella you can fill your bota bag with as much wine as you like-- it was delicious! |
Rikto from England--one of my first "angels" who helped me find the way |
 Beautiful countryside on the way that day. |
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Rikto introduced me to
Lisa, Darwin, and Dylan (from Canada). They were great fun!  |
 Darwin at door of church on the way during a rest break |
A typical Camino path stretching for miles ahead |
 Coming up on a town--we were still going farther that day. |
Me with my trusty pole
and too-heavy pack.  |