A little bit more of the feeling

Not everything is joy and glory in the Way... Soon I'll tell you about the Dark sides of the Way.
But now it's time for some pics


The "Pic of Midi"... You can feel its force even from the picture


This is how the GR10 looks like. Mountain up, mountain down (and they're not too small...) And all filled with a beauty that you cannot describe with words


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You can drink the water from all small rivers up here. It tastes like liquid Life.


Nature is wild.


80 days!!!!


I love this. Man, how do I love this.


Can you feel the freedom?


Can you feel the magic?


This is Me. In my purest form. No frontiers, no rules, no shadows, nothing else than pure Samu. Le bonheur. Life. This is it.


@Giannis & Natasa: Thanksss!!! You are my guard angels (: !

Money money money money

Here I am!
I am facing an important issue these days... I am running out of money!

When I arrived at the GR 10 I had to buy new shoes... The old ones didn't resist the long march, and making this way with them would have been suicidal! That was a hard punch in the face of my budget.

Today I am ONLY ( :] ) two weeks away from the Atlantic, and some 40 days from Santiago de Compostela. It's my 83th day, so I'm nearly done ((: !!
But I am short of cash for 15-20 days... I am burning 10 to 30 euros per day, depending on the weather (it's not possible to sleep outside with a pyreneic thunderstorm...) and also on the availability of cheap supermarket food, which is not always the case.

Perhaps some of you have liked this blog and the stories, feelings and photos on it. And perhaps some of you would like to support the journey and donate some money. It's not too much what I need, and if some of you can donate a little bit, there will be no other major obstacles on the Way to Santiago!!! I will be more than happy for every little bit you could give.

The german account is:
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And the spanish one:
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It's not that I am so rich that I need two bank accounts... It's that I live in both countries... And if there's one thing that banks love is to charge you if you do anything out of the usual, like using your money abroad.

I hope I can find soon again time to write more about what nature here is saying with its still voice. I am seeing lanscapes, mountains and lakes like I have never EVER seen before in my life. The Pyrenees are magic in its pure state.
Thank you (:

A little bit of feeling

I found it

It's here.




















































The silent voice, the invisible hand that has been driving me from Munich is here. I can feel its undeniable presence between these ancient mountains.

I cqn hardly find the words to describe how it is to be walking here. It is the most difficult and the most beautiful challenge I have done EVER. I'm getting even more pushed towards my physical and spiritual limits here. My body, my mind and my soul are working at full power. I am giving all I have. I am existing like never before.

There is a form of magic present in the air, in the rock, in myself.

It is the purest from of existance I can think of.
There is nothing around but The Mountain.
The rock.
Nature. Naked. Inspiring. Beautiful. Dangerous. Undeniable. Magnificient. Wild. Powerful. Yet quiet.
Ancient.
Wise.



It's here I had to arrive. It's the mystic of these places that was invoking me, pronouncing my name in the oldest and most magical of all languages. It's the silence of the Pyrenees that I was hearing so loudly inside of me since Munich.

Now I know the reason why I started my Way. Let's see if I'm brave enough to accept it and to say it out loud.




(By the way, it's here I am know :)

The Pyrenees!!!!!

I'm in Rieumes!!

Yesterday, for the first time after 65 days, I saw the Pyrenees!!!! I was shouting and jumping and crying and laughing for hours!!! I'm getting closer!!!

Just the short version of what I have done since last time I wrote: I quitted the official St. James' Way in France, the GR 65, and turned right to the South direction Toulouse. It was very very impressive to see another big town after such a long time. Incredibly big. Now I'm on the GR 86 (http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fichier:Carte_GR86.gif), walking directly to the heart of the Pyrenees. There I will join at some point the GR 10 and continue between huge mountains and fairytale-like landscapes to the atlantic coast... And then the last straight line to Santiago will start!!!

Since I left the official way, I have had an uncredibly luck. Uncredibly. I have met great, great persons in the Way. One day, when I have more time, I will write a post mentioning and thanking them all.

One thing I learnt: There are still good people in the world!! Seriously!! Quite some!!

Gracias a la Vida. Gracias, mundoooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!! See you soon!