The Misadventures of a Shell Toucher Are Back | And This Time I Took on the Camino Portugués Litoral Route!
It's sometime last summer. I'm standing on the camino, boots soaked, trekking poles in hand, wondering how exactly I ended up here, again, voluntarily walking hundreds of kilometers when perfectly good scooters exist. The Atlantic wind is doing something creative with my hair. My companions, the Caminotellers, are somewhere behind me philosophizing about whether the Camino chooses you or you choose the Camino. And somewhere in the back of my mind, a little voice is saying "this is going to make for great television!"
