Camino Diaries pt 2

Tuesday, September 3. I made the first notes of the day sitting at a cafĂ© table outside a train station in Biarritz, waiting for our first train of the day. Nearby, six French women huddled around another table, sipping coffee, smoking cigarettes and talking so fast to each other I couldn’t recognize a single wordContinue reading “Camino Diaries pt 2”