The other day I was talking with a few people at my current job about coffee. While talking about different flavor profiles of coffee, we started talking about New Orleans. I mentioned that coffee from New Orleans has a unique taste because it contains chicory.
This story is the first of a continuing series about my adventures on the Camino de Santiago. You can read an overview of my time on the Camino here.
There is plenty to look at as one walks the Camino de Santiago. A large part of the beauty of the Camino is its diversity. Forests. Plains. Cities. Mountains. Tiny villages. Vineyards. Sunflower fields.
The Camino de Santiago is an instrumental part, not just of my journey, but of who I am as a person. If someone truly wanted to understand me and why I see the world the way I do, he or she would have to understand the Camino and the impact it had on me.
If you’ve been following up to this point, you probably noticed the change in the name of this blog. It was a difficult decision to change the title because the previous one served me well. SoR.Shelter was, and always will be, the title under which I started blogging. However, I don’t think it encapsulated the scope of this blog well enough.
Thus, I bring you to ‘Pilgrim Shelter.’
Here’s a riddle for you: What do you call a writer who doesn’t write?
I was reflecting recently on the former president of the United States, and I had some thoughts that I wanted to share.
While I was in Florence, Italy, I climbed 414 steps to the top of Giotto’s bell tower. It is part of Santa Maria del Fiore Cathedral. The view was incredible, to say the least. The next day I also climbed the (higher) Cathedral dome designed by Brunelleschi, which is situated next to the bell tower. The dome is the highest point in the city, but I think I liked climbing the bell tower more because I had a view of the dome itself. For some time, I took in the view of the city and of the dome. It really was breathtaking.
I’m back in the US, and I honestly don’t know exactly how to feel about it. Let me explain how I got here. Continue reading
This is Part II of The Amateur Photographer – Barcelona. In this edition, I’m going to do a few things differently. You’ll see what I mean. Enjoy.