St Jean Pied de Port

St Jean Pied de Port

The Route

The Route

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

How it all started....not the world, our Camino Trip

G'day;

I realized going over the blogs that we negated how this whole trip originated. After a year end of funerals we decided that life was too short and we needed to "live for today". We also got it in our minds to challenge ourselves physically....what better than to do a marathon. We reduced it to a half marathon since we felt we needed to be reasonable. Now the marathon came from watching on and off again the "biggest loser". No real explanation about why we watch that show, other than we love to eat, relate to weight issues, and feel rather small compared to the individuals on the show. After watching an episode where they do a marathon, I thought, we can do that if they can! And so it began. Viviana now limits my tv. watching since apparently I cannot watch a thing without getting some crazy idea and inevitably dragging her along. She is so agreeable. From there I thought would it not be cool to do it in another place to have something to look forward to and have no witnesses(that knew us!) to our craziness. I began research on 1/2 marathons around the world. Wow! Who knew there were so darn many people out there who like to torture themselves. We needed it to be at a reasonable time of year, somewhere we both wanted to go and perhaps not too expensive. I found one in Italy (although, it is expensive there) on the mediterranean. If all fails we stop for a cappuccino, and call it a day. Then we thought what if we get injured and cannot enjoy the rest of the trip....thus marathon trashed.

I proceeded to go to my handy dandy "travel ideas" folder. I had read about the "Camino de Santiago" a few years ago and put it in my "to do one day list", along with roughly 50 other things, and counting. We began the research on the Camino. Once we saw it was a holy year. We took it as a sign. I posed the question, "where would you like to go if you were to die tomorrow?". She answered, Italy. How exactly could we afford Italy? The research for the Camino, revealed camping and hostals as a viable cheap option. The other issue was time....how long and when? We both knew that there were some big changes coming in the future, career changes, school...? The time was now. Viviana had never really taken an extended trip before, and we were not sure when we would get the opportunity to do it for sometime. Viola, a trip was formed. We fine tuned it, dates, weather, crowds, and flight cost. The other major sign, a low interest line of credit!!! What more could we ask for....before we knew it, the flight was booked and the research went into full throttle. It has been a blur ever since. Camino first, Italy (a wee reward) afterwards.

I realize now if we really sat and thought about this we would have talked ourselves down. But we maintained the motivation....tomorrow might never come and we felt that out weighed the pending debt. Now, ask me how we feel when we get home and the bills start to pile up....for now we are in subtle bliss of hope and faith, that what is meant to be will be. Cue, Doris Day song...for those too young, google it!

What is the moral of the story....never let me watch tv. or before you know it I have you going to hell knows where, doing hell knows what!

Ciao, ciao,
Kimberley

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Via con Dios

April 6th 2010

Since I decided to go public with this blog I have gotten a serious case of writers block. I can't say I don't know what is causing this but I can say I have no clue as to how to over come it. For years I have had a fear of people reading what I write, this is becoming problomatic for someone who loves to write and wants to be a published writer. Add that to the fact that I am blogging about this trip and opened it up for everyone, family included, to see and you have my current predicament. Those of you who know me know my current career path is in the Heating and Air-conditioning field, I am an apprentice. Yes, yes I know Hvac and artist are polar opposites but hey what can I say, thank God I live with a gemini! Let's not get into my ever questionable career path just yet let's leave that for the Camino.

Let's talk about the questions that are floating in my mind. Kimberley keeps questioning her ability physically to finish this trek, note her most recent entry - Who dat? I have no question that Kimberley will accomplish this. But then I am not the one with the heel pain. So now my question is did we over do it yet again? Are we setting ourselves up for failure or simply doing yet another crazy thing that we can then add to the many we have done?

The Camino de Santiago is a trek about finding and discovering oneself. It is about challenging yourself both mentally, physically and spiritually, but it isn't however about enduring excruciating pain. I know that if the time came and she had to stop she would say that I could go on, but I don't want to go on without her. I want to finish this together as we started it. The one thing I have learned over the past 9 years is that, together we can accomplish anything! Even if it means taking 6,7 or 8 weeks to finish this trek we will walk together to Cabo Fisterra, known as the end of the world.

Let me back track for a moment. This trip came about after we went to 3 funerals last year, one to a man in his 50's who was my mentor at work and friend, another to a young man who was 30, and another man who was 46. The first man died waiting for his retirement to come. We would talk about it all the time when we worked together. I would say to him to do it now while you can and he would tell me he was waiting for retirement to do everything he loved. He died waiting for that time to come. The other two simply died way to young one after just getting with a man whom he loved and the other was there one moment and gone the next. So we both said we wouldn't wait for tomorrow because it may never come. Then came the question if you died tomorrow where would it be that you would have wanted to travel to?

That is how the trip started one question and a lot of time on our hands, no money but lots of time. When would this present itself again we asked ourselves?. Then we found out this year was a holy year for St. James, and that itself turned into a sign. So now we were booked on a flight to Paris for April 14th, and set to start out on the Camino on April 17th.

It was a done deal our first 40 days would be Spain and the second leg of our Journey would be Italy. About 2 weeks or so after the booked trip, came the injury to Kimberley's heel. We will leave out the details as to how it all came about, let's just say Wonder Woman doesn't know when to say when. I can't say for sure how Kimberley's heel will do, or my back for that matter, and for once I guess I am going to have to leave the rest to faith. So it will be our friends, family and even those of you whom we don't know reading along on this journey that will help us through the tough days and will rejoice with us on our good days.

Via con Dios mi amigos!- Viviana

I guess in the end the only way to overcome fear is to push Publish Post!

Who dat?

Greetings and salutations. Never understood exactly what that meant growing up but seeing the hour it seems rather appropriate. Why you might ask am I here and now?....not referring to the ever popular question of the ages...nope that would seem to make sense...rather why the hell am I not sleeping? Because along with other lovely physical issues which I feel the need to reveal at this moment, I am peri-menopausal. Whatever the heck does that mean really? Shall I dare to explain....well let's see, most women spend their lives hormonally charged lunatics, I on the other hand have varying hormones, which makes me an unpredictable lunatic! Although, a lunatic by definition would be unpredictable, but arguing with me would only add to my predicament so I would not risk it, if I were you...! Aha, so the difference.....not really but at this point who cares right..? No one ever took me aside as a wee girl and said, "listen just want to warn ya, it ain't going to be pretty". If we were smart there would be yet another Island apart from the "Teen Island". Not like the teens, where you had no clue you are a nightmare, now you know you are a nightmare but cannot seem to help yourself but if you(global "you", not me) are lucky you(me) might apologize....but do not hold your breath on that one. Better yet, the unending ramblings seem absolutely perfect for bloggin', thus here I am at whatever hour it is....?

The point you ask..? I feel the need to reveal although those who know me now know about it, but I feel like putting it on record, I have a foot injury. It has been driving me crazy!! I have seen many people about it. The killer is that there is not much I can do about it other than perhaps sit on my butt for the rest of my life(okay, a bit of exaggeration, note above, do not argue!). The really best part is that it is where I injured my ankle (sports do kill!) a few years ago. So here is the bigger killer....with the ankle I have to keep moving, with the foot, rest. So if it were not enough that my insides(emotional) do not know what end is up, apparently neither does my physical (although the ovaries are inside but do not argue....above note!). It has been getting to me....thus being awake now...okay and the other "thing", but like an charging bull, do not look directly into my eyes(in this case pointing out the obvious).

I think what is really getting to me is having something I can do nothing about but wait. The pending trip for me is, dare I say, a double edged sword. I am truly looking forward to the spiritual aspect and normally really hyped about the physical as well but now the physical is uncertain, which causes me to question what the heck am I thinking? Most people do this when they are physically ready, been training etc. Here I am doing this with pain and I have not laid a damn foot on the path yet! Add the "lunatic" part....you can send your "good lucks" to Viviana, poor bugger! Thus the blog, better this than waking her up to freak out.

Now given my physical "situations" perhaps on the Camino is where I need to be....stay with me here....this is a pilgrimage, where better to challenge my faith both mental and physical? I need to know that no matter what, I have myself and someone I love dearly taking this journey. I guess as they say "just put one foot in front of the other"....they never put in, what if you are an injured lunatic....ah well, please send off all the positive vibes you can spare.

Good night, K.