Camino Madrid: An Update

Howdy folks,

If you’re reading this, then you should be aware that I’m off gallivanting around on the Camino Madrid en route to Santiago de Compostela. God willing, this will be my third Camino.

Why?

Because fuck, why not that’s why.

I will also accept fuck you, that’s why as an acceptable answer.

Now that the stupid questions are out of the way, let’s get down to brass tacks.

I’m fuckin’ knackered, folks. I walked approximately 31 kilometers today (whatever that means in American) and crossed a mountain range that was higher (and far steeper) than the Pyrenees. My fat, chain-smokin’ ass managed to make it without dying (and in good time, I might add).

The words aren’t coming to me at the moment, and I shall blame that upon the throbbing in my knees and the e’er oppressive sun. Instead of whitty banter and colorful uses of the word fuck, enjoy this picture dump.

14 pounds of crap I probably don’t need. (Not Pictured: Camera and Brazen Brass Balls)
This is where the Camino officially starts in Madrid. The Church of Saint James and John the Baptist. Best recognize, godless peasants.
I was told the oso is the symbol of Madrid, which is strange considering they have professional bull fighters and not a single bear fighter. These symbols are few and far between in Madrid.
Oh, look! The first arrow indicating the Camino!
Ha ha ha. Capitalism sucks! (Get it? Cuz they’re vultures wearing ties perched over a city?!)
Meanwhile, in Lea County…. And happy birthday, Mom! I wouldn’t be here without you giving me sage advice.
This church is older than our country. Ponder that for a moment, scrubs, and realize how insignificant we truly are. Also has a bitchin’ chapel to my boy Saint James.
Holy fuck! A Castle! In…Albuquerque…?
Get out of the way, you fat fuck; I want to see the castle of Manzanares el Real!
Oh, look! A Roman road still doing its job 2000 years later.
The view from Puento de la Fuenfria (where the previously mentioned Roman road takes you). That little blip of a town in the distance is where I started that morning.
According to a sign (and my broken Spanish) parts of “Kingdom of Heaven” were filmed here. That scene where Qui Gon talks about an arrow in his testicle…
This Roman aqueduct still stands in Segovia, without mortar, some 2000 years later. Thanks, Emperor Augustus!
The interior is absolutely impressive, but rest assured they impale atheists on those spires.
Chu came to da wrong iglesias, ese.

Good. Great. That’s all you get. Now excuse me while I rub my feet and say every curse word I know to feel better about myself.

From Segovia, I’m yours.

Advertisements

Author: Bruno

A blog for mad people by a madman.

4 thoughts on “Camino Madrid: An Update”

  1. Good on ya mad wanderer!
    Sending vibes of healing, laughter, love. Summer camino from Madrid – balls💃🏻
    Karin (from hospitalera training) 🍻 enjoy a cold one!

    Like

  2. Ohhhhhhhh…you are in my old stomping grounds around Madrid! I spent about ten years in that area, raisin’ hell and raisin’ kids. The photos make my heart sing. I am soooo glad you are trekking the Camino from Madrid. ❤ – Ginn, Playing with Paint in SC

    Like

  3. Bruno, my El Burgo Ranero man! I won’t be back on the Camino till October … in France, heading down out of the dead volcanoes rising around Le Puy-en-Velay down toward St. Jean-Pied-de-Port.

    Keep up your great ventures, your teaching, and you’re blogging. All are impressive, and heart-warming , even if interlarded with less than sublime vocabulary! :=). Be well, man!

    Peter, aka Jean-Pierre, aka Juan-Pedro

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s