And I will walk 500 miles...by NR

We have arrived to Burgos, Spain, a big city with lots to see. Emily and I were ready to hit this halfway point, as both a sign of our success and the end is in sight! This has been an incredible experience. Waking up and hiking everyday may seem monotonous to some, but I can assure you that we never see the same thing twice. The cathedrals have made us speechless. My love for church history and Em´s passions for art history make for great discussion as we walk through the historical wonders. We are soaking up the culture and learning every moment. Lately, I have been fascinated with the way we are looked at when we first enter a city (by some). It is humbling because you look and feel like a nomad or vagrant that has just entered this new city to take in all it has to offer. Yes, we smell, but our blisters and limp bind us to a community of pilgrims that always make the city our own. Most of the people, especially the hosts of our hostels are so patient when we are aching to get to a bed. All in all, the experience has been overwhelmingly magical in the way that the road becomes alive. It knows how you feel and responds appropriately by giving you a peak when your knees are tired of the steep descend, or sending a cool breeze when your face is hot to the touch...so 12 days is all that is left. We are eager to lay on the beaches of Portugal, and start the next part of our lives with new knowledge and fresh perspective from the Road. We love you all and think of you everyday.