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Moscow from a Teen’s Perspective

Today, everywhere we look, be it when surfing the internet, flicking through TV channels or watching a movie, we’re bound to come across that common image of the ‘average teen’. You know the one: The constantly annoyed expression, an oblivious nature to everything but the iPod, and earbuds, the passiveRead More

Moscow’s Hidden Stories

We skidded our way across the ice to the base of the towering sombre statues of Cyril and Methodius, the founding fathers of the Russian Cyrillic Alphabet. It was here at their stone feet that our free tour of Moscow was about to commence. Every place we go carries withRead More

DAY 15: I Will Survive!

The glowing pool of amber light we call sunrise radiated from behind the untouchable barrier of the horizon. We had risen with the dawn once again and as we trudged down the first part of today’s walk, a crunchy entree of cadet-grey gravel, we all laughed at the distant memoryRead More

DAY 14: Sand Storms, Sea Spray and the Sanctuary of Santa Cruz de Bezana

I smiled in delight as my family and I waded into the crystal cold lapping waters that surrounded the buzzing city of Santander. I loved surprises and the stunning beach that had magically appeared from around the Camino de Santiago’s sandy bend was a perfect one. We had dropped ourRead More

DAY 13: Laredo – Güemes: THE WAY The Eagles Fly

The day started with a ferry ride. All of us climbed the damp wooden plank that dug into Laredo’s sandy beach and then swung our backpacks over onto the dark blue vessel of the waters. Santoña, the sister city of Laredo loomed ahead in a cluster of amber coloured stoneRead More

DAYS 10-12: The Friends We Make Along ‘The Way’

Different faces flashed in my mind corresponding with coloured backpacks in a rapid fire. Some young, some old, but all smiling. I looked to my left and then added another face to my time roll. Just as we had been leaving Portugalete, the final annex of the city of Bilbao,Read More

DAY 7: Racing to a Red Light

The day dawned as the hottest so far on our journey, a searing 39 Celsius (102 Fahrenheit) adding to the rusty glow the wilting forest trees emanated. It was only 8:00am but already my hair stuck to my back, a limp and drooping figure. I wasn’t only dripping with sweatRead More

DAY 5: Blood, Sweat and Smiles!

The day’s early morning indigo light danced in through the mahogany window panes that were situated to our right. I rubbed my bloodshot eyes and looked around. White bunk beds surrounded us and all were empty. I shook my head in disbelief. It was 7 am, the earliest time weRead More

DAY 3 & 4: Rediscovering Rejuvenation

I woke to find my bones limp and jiggly, the pressure of yesterday’s arduous walk breaking the barrier of dawn and manifesting into the blistering hot day. ‘It was no secret anymore’ I thought. None of us had been prepared for the un-breaking and unbending powerful will of The CaminoRead More