Today marks the seventh anniversary of the beginning of my first Camino. In 2011, on a damp day, I left St Jean Pied de Port, France and crossed the pyrenees mountains on one of the most important adventures of my life.
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A shelter in the mist. |
I had no idea how this trek would change me. I gained a confidence and a sense of well being that I'd never had before.
I've lost some ground in the last year or two but I will never forget all that I gained on the road to Santiago de Compostela.
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