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Living the Dream

Life in Cyprus and beyond: work, adventures and making sense of the world.
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Camino 23 Hospital de Órbigo

"The thing is, there must have been a conversation where somebody said "we'll call it Babu Afrika - Colonial Tavern!" And then, somebody replied "what a great idea!""
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Camino IV. (22)

"Ah you know, I'm waiting for you..." Stu greeted me with the customary comedy French accent and we hugged. Camino IV was on.
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Living the Dream 98. Fight!

Disestablishmentarianism You can't write a blog, know that word, and not want to, one day, entitle a post with it. From Cambridge.org [https://dictionary.cambridge.org/dictionary/english/antidisestablishmentarianism] "The belief that there should not be an official relationship between a country's government and
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End of Camino III

We stayed at the front, pulling up stools at the bar. We ordered wine - and a sort of blood pudding stew. Neither were for the faint-hearted, and in what may be a first, Stu and I were the soberest in the place, including the staff.
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Living the Dream 97. Vaccinated

"Ah. I'm sorry, sir. You can't have the jab today. You see all the Non-GESY (Cyprus' national health system) people are on a different list. On Friday."
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Camino 20. León

There is the possibility to avoid the busy (and dangerous) main road into (and out of) León by taking the bus from Mansilla direct to the city centre (€1.65)...Tempted?
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Camino 19. Finding Religion

The light was truly golden, there were no other pilgrims about and we had the Way to ourselves. Inescapable though, was that Stu was hobbling. "Sore?" "No. I'm just practicing my limp." I suppose it was a stupid question.
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18. The Long March to Sahagún

We walked a little with a young German guy. He was on a strict timetable. Planning to finish the Camino Francés in three weeks, we was averaging 40km + a day. “I’ll bet he’s crap at drinking Rioja” I said, as disappeared into the haze on the horizon.
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