Where the Road to Santiago Truly Began

Welcome to our blog. Alex and I are really excited to share our journey with all of you. We will try to make a daily post to the blog to update all of you (probably just for our Moms) about where we stand on the Road to Santiago, which consists of not only our physical location but also of our mental and spiritual statuses.

For our first blog post, I want to tell y'all where the Road to Santiago de Compostela truly begun for us. I got my first taste of the Camino on a senior summer school trip in the summer of 2015. Going into the trip, I knew very little about the Camino or its historical significance. When I learned we would be doing the first day of the Camino, I was indifferent, as I knew nothing about it. Everyone in our group safely completed the first day of the long trek to Santiago, and something about that day long journey stuck with me even when I returned home to Memphis. I let it stay in the back of my mind as I entered my senior year of high school thinking that I would eventually move on from it, but the Camino had other ideas. After I completed my first semester of my senior year, I knew I had to talk to my close friend Alex Carruthers about the Camino de Santiago. The exact details of the conversation that followed escape me, but what I do know is that it led to us both wanting to do the Camino in its entirety. And so we decided to do the unthinkable: pitch the idea to our parents.  They were all for it.  Don't get me wrong, there are still skeptics out there that don't think we can complete it, but good thing for us, we feed off their doubt and uncertainty.  And after many planning sessions to create the spreadsheet which consists of the logistics, budget, and packing list, Alex and I were committed it.

I soon learned that even though I left the Camino in that summer of 2015, the Camino did not leave me.

We will try to keep the posts brief, to the point, and most importantly, somewhat humorous.