Maxwells vs The World » Spain http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz The Travel Blog of Richard and Geraldine Wed, 15 Aug 2012 04:47:53 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.5 en hourly 1 Losing Memories Sucks http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2006/07/09/losing-memories-sucks/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2006/07/09/losing-memories-sucks/#comments Sat, 08 Jul 2006 21:41:21 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2006/07/09/losing-memories-sucks/ When I walked the Camino de Santiago across Northern Spain in 2000 I kept a small travel diary. I can’t remember what I wrote, but it was normally quite funny, and a good spark for the memories I might have forgotten.

I have lost it.

This sucks.

I have a whole bunch of Camino photos waiting to be published, on the assumption I would tie each photo with a quote out of my diary for that day. But I can’t find the diary.

Now that I know that I have lost it, I pine for the memories that it contained within. Because I defintly can’t remember what I did in the middle of some country village in Northern spain 6 years ago (can you?)

Also, the diary was one of those things you kept finding in your house in some weird place. You think to yourself:
“Hmm, I really should put that with all the other stuff, in a safe place”.
But you don’t. And now that I want it, need it, I can’t find the stupid bugger.

On the flip side, going through my house looking for it I have found my compostella, my stamp book, 5 books on the Camino, 6 camino maps, Geraldine’s Camino Diary, my Middle East travel Diary, my America travel Diary, a survival handbook, and a world map I have been meaning to put up in the study.

But I don’t want any of that stuff, I want my camino diary!

Losing memories SUCKs!

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¿Que Pasa? http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/28/%c2%bfque-pasa/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/28/%c2%bfque-pasa/#comments Fri, 27 Oct 2000 18:46:04 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/28/%c2%bfque-pasa/ Oh Dear.

If I was to write an “Epic” now, following off from our last one, I would be typing for weeks, the result been a small novel!

So this is gonna be a brief summary.

Vancouver, Victoria, Port Hardy, Prince Rupert

Thanks for helping us carry our bags Bruce + Nic!

Inside passage was beautiful! Alas it was also raining, but then again, what do you expect from a temperate rainforest zone!

Ferries

All our trips on the Ferries were way cool. We slept outside on the top covered deck (roof and 3 walls, with heaters!), and watched the mist, humpbacks and black and white porpoises go by, FLUKE! *click**click**click* (in-joke).

We went to presentations about bears and the temperate zones of the Alaskan panhandle (a fed bear is a dead bear; if its got a hump, be a lump, if its black, fight back).

The Scenery was indescribable, so I am not going to try and describe it! :-P
Just think New Zealand’s South Island’s West Coast + fjords

Ketchikan

Fresh Salmon! OMG Orgasmicallydeliciousyummiemmmmm.
We stayed at the Ketchikan YHA, cooked some fresh salmon given to the host and met some friends (Hi Carol for Xmas!). I forgot where I left Sylvia’s Email (damn). We walked to the top of the local peak (well, only ½ way cos we ran out of time), and saw a beautiful view of Ketchikan, just as it started to rain. Sylvia went off to the peak, while we RAN down the mountain to grab our bags before the hostel shut at 1pm (got there 1min late, but still got our bags. Whew, that was tiring!). That was 2 miles down, 3 miles long.

Juneau

Nice place, Got taken out to dinner by a Tlingtic’s chief’s son, mmmm steak! Met Carol again (Xmas!) went and saw a glacier (blue) then rushed off to see Skagway.

Skagway

Because Cruise ships go this way, most of the towns we visited have a substantial part of them devoted to the tourists (i.e. tourist trap), however Skagway was even more so. Still, we got a wonderful free tour of the historical sites around Skagway (soapy smith) before camping for the night.

The next day we caught a bus to Whitehorse, with a really friendly bus driver (it was us and 3 other passengers), he even dropped us off at the Greyhound bus terminal (the bus was a Greyline bus). We passed even more beautiful scenery, and the movie “White Fang” now makes a lot more sense.

Bus

70 hours, no sleep, and a cold later we were back in Vancouver. Had dinner with Bruce and Nik (MMMMM yummie curry). We walked over a suspension bridge, watched a boy for 30 minutes while he decided to jump to his death or not (we left before he decided to jump into a deep stream pool over a bluff that he might hit, or not), didn’t see any bears, then caught the plan to London.

Lenio and Friends

London

Mind the Gap.
*click**click**click* the camera went, we stayed with the most generous and friendly man in the world, Lenio, before Eurostarring to Paris.

Paris

The Metro has a smaller billet.
PJ didn’t Show up (hmmm?), so it was the Metro by ourselves.
Dropped our bags off at the YHA.
*click**click**click* EiffelTowerNotreDamnOtherFamousStuff *click**click**click*
Howard growls at us for turning up at 11pm and waking him up, we meet Ann and Kuini, sleep.

France and Bron/Brou

We drove down France during the Petrol Blockade (Why are all those cars Queuing at the petrol station I wonder). I spoke broken French, and we saw 17th century priests golden weave cloaks and stained glass windows about the Kiwi and the Pom that crashed their plane in WWII to save a school. Got to Bayonne and caught the train to Saint Jean Port de Pied.

Santiago Who?

Burgos CathedralRome, Jerusalem, Santiago.
The three most important pilgrimages during the middle ages.

Somehow the corpse of Saint James ended up in Northwest Spain (Galicia) and soon you had pilgrims walking from everywhere to get there.

When the Moors occupied Spain, St James somehow ended up being St James the Moorslayer. He was the mythical person who appeared in the battles on his white charge to trample over the Moors, ensuring a victory for the Christian Armies.

We walked 800km from St Jean Port de Pied to Santiago de Compestella. Over around 4 mountain ranges, through arid vineyard desert (OMG La Rioja Grapes, There are not enough adjectives in the English language to describe how Devine the grapes that they grow here are, I would just move to Spain alone, just to be able to eat another bunch of those grapes) to the rain soaked green valleys of Galicia.

We have seen Cathedrals in Burgos, Leon, Astorga, and Santiago, not to mention the numerous ruins, castles and villages. We have seen the sun rise over the burnt fields of Burgos, and have dined at twilight in castle ruins overlooking villages in the valley below.

Windmill RidgeThis is just a summary, there is no was I can fit our Camino in anything less than a 1000 page epic (well, maybe not that much).

The People. The Beautiful Brazilians, the Spanish locals, The Wonderful French Couples, The Arrogant and Rude French Groups, the Inconsiderate Spanish bikers. Vino y Compeid™ Bread so fresh it is too hot to touch. Been Kissed by a Spanish Wino (YUCK!). Walking in the mist and looking up and seeing blue sky.

And of course, our wonderful friends.

Party

Boy, I haven’t been that drunk since Uni. Still, after walking 800km you would do some partying as well, I would think.

We ate at the Parador (5 star hotel) for free. Did some Tourist Shopping, bumped into all the friends we had lost, and exchanged emails and contacts.

Finisterre

Finisterre
One a overcast sunday we caught a bus to Finisterre. While it was raining, we did one final walk to the end of the peninsular to the real end of our camino. We stood at the end of the old world and burnt my Camino T-shirt (Thanks Mike) while eating Melon and reflecting on our lives. Deep.

London

Met the Belgium guy (I forget your name, but its written down somewhere around here…) at the place you stay for 3 nights after finishing the Camino

BONJOUR! On the night of our departure we bump into the only friend we haven’t yet met in Santiago. We had lost her out of O’Ceberio and thought we might never see her again. We swapped addresses and went to bed.

Got up, had breakfast with Danielle at the Parador, Caught the bus to the Airport and Flew to London.

Still in London

Lenio has been a life saving godsend. He has let us use his flat, phone, computer and Internet. Heck, he has even cooked us dinner. This man is our savior.

Boy, this place is busy. We got a Cell phone each to help with getting a job, and we have been on the phone every day trying to find a flat. Whoa.

Geri +44 7855 931 172
Richard +44 7855 931 267

We splashed out and got some cell phone holders (me Tigger, Geri Eeyore) from the Disney store. Otherwise our money has been going on the tube and food.

*BANG*
*BANG*

Hey, Remember Guy Fawlks? They still have double happys and bangers. It sounds like a war zone outside. It’s Great. Screw those kill joys back home who ruined Guy Fawlks forever!

Complaining Bit

England is the capital of Catch-22 Bureaucracy.

To get a bank account, you need proof of an address, and a job.
To get a job, you need a bank account, and a NI number.
To get a flat, you need a bank account and a job.
To get an NI number, you need proof of an Address.
ARGH!

1) Set up a bank account from home BEFORE you leave.
2) Sign up with agencies ASAP.
3) Stay with Antipodeans cos they aren’t as anal about renting accommodation.

It will take us 2 week to sort out our bank account (and Geri still doesn’t have a cheque account!). The Banking systems here are CRAP (you need separate EFTPOS/switch cards to access your cheque and savings account), and the streets are too busy and its cold and raining and wet and windy *boohoohoo*

Well, that’s about it, with all the interesting stories cut out. I will be doing an epic to end all epics when I get settled (that and insidiously take over the world, eeep).

Laters
-Richard Maxwell and Geraldine Mora

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Last night in Santiago http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/last-night-in-santiago/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/last-night-in-santiago/#comments Fri, 20 Oct 2000 04:19:00 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/last-night-in-santiago/ Last night in Santiago

Geraldine sleeping our last night in the Seminario Menor just outside the old town of Santiago de Compostella. This is the last night of snoaring pilgrims, smelly socks and good friends. One of the best things we did in our life.

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Writing about the End of the World http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/writing-about-the-end-of-the-world/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/writing-about-the-end-of-the-world/#comments Fri, 20 Oct 2000 04:16:31 +0000 Geri http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/writing-about-the-end-of-the-world/ End of the World

Richard setting next to a cross in the Village of Finisterre, Spain. Probably writing about his time at the old end of the World, and his Camino to arrive there.

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Finisterre http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/finisterre/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/finisterre/#comments Fri, 20 Oct 2000 04:11:45 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/20/finisterre/ Finisterre

Finisterre is a beautiful village on a penisular on the west cost of Spain (yes, Spain does have a west coast). It was also know as the end of the world in the Middle Ages. However now it just has really colourful Fishing boats, and Pilgrims who don’t know how to stop walking.

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Geraldine and Marcella vs Santiago de Compostella http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/19/geraldine-and-marcella-vs-santiago-de-compostella/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/19/geraldine-and-marcella-vs-santiago-de-compostella/#comments Thu, 19 Oct 2000 04:08:50 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/19/geraldine-and-marcella-vs-santiago-de-compostella/ Geraldine and Marcella  vs Santiago de Compostella

Two lovely ladies stading infront of the grand Cathedral of Santiago de Compostella.

We met Marcella above Al Acebo having difficulty decending the slopes. So Geraldine lent her her stick. Since then we kept bumping into her along the Camino, and a friendship was formed. She is a beautiful Brazilian girl doing the Camino on her own. You go girl.

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Party! http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/17/party/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/17/party/#comments Tue, 17 Oct 2000 08:03:16 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/17/party/ Party!

After walking 500 miles, you go a bit crazy at the party at the end.

Somewhere in a bar in Santiago de Compostella we have Eric the happy and loud Califorian getting a back massage, and Geraldine getting a foot massage from William the French man from Bergerac.

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Glorious Food http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/17/glorious-food/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/17/glorious-food/#comments Tue, 17 Oct 2000 03:59:22 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/17/glorious-food/ Glorious Food

Geraldine tucking into a really yummie spanish pastry one the way to the centre of Santiago de Compostella. Walking is hungry work you see.

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The Three Camino Tracks http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/16/the-three-camino-tracks/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/16/the-three-camino-tracks/#comments Mon, 16 Oct 2000 03:56:23 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/09/16/the-three-camino-tracks/ 3 Tracks

Three sorts of pilgrim, the walker, the cyclist, and the one with the horse or donkey. Each has left their track in the mud outside the Santiago airport.

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Santiago! http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/16/santiago/ http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/16/santiago/#comments Mon, 16 Oct 2000 03:50:42 +0000 Ricky http://geriandricky.maxwells.net.nz/2000/10/16/santiago/ Santiago!

We have finally made it! Santiago! After nearly 800km of walking we are at our destination!

Well, sorta. This sign was at the outskirts of Santiago de Compostella. We still had to walk 20 or so km to the centre of the city.

*sigh*

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