First Views of St Jean Pied de Port

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St Jean Pied de Port Train StationThis is the view that most pilgrims first get of St Jean Pied de Port. I remember it quite clearly, I was wondering what was ahead of me. I had not read much about the Camino before heading off there for a month, my flat mate and college friend had been my sole source of information.

I had imagined me walking in wilderness, I had wondered how I would cope not talking to other people for days on end – oh I was so wrong about the whole experience. I was not committed to walking the whole Camino – I had decided if it was too hard or if I did not like it I was off somewhere else – I had some money in the bank and a completely free sumer in front of me, I was treating it just like a walking holiday – it can be and can be more.

I got the train overnight to Bayonne from Paris. While waiting to catch the local train to St Jean I saw others on the platform who looked like they could be potential pilgrims also. They had their rucksacks, some had walking staffs, some had the scallop shell hanging from their rucksack – they all seemed to eye each other warily. Little did we know that in the days ahead we would get used to just walking up to each other and easily starting conversations. Little did we know of what lay ahead.

What lay ahead for me during the first few days was pain and lots of it.  I had done some hill walking, but no real training for the Camino Frances, I had no idea what it would be like to walk 780km and walk day after day. Because I arrived in St Jean near lunch time I had to wait till after lunch for the Camino office to open and issue me with a pilgrims passport – this is required to stay in the pilgrims hostels.

So the first day I only walked 8km, but it felt like 8km up a ladder – it was all up hill.  I was a bit over weight and not walking fit – on top of all that my rucksack was just too heavy – 14kg – 10kg should have been the max.  I slept my first night in a hostel for a long time, this took a bit of getting used to.  The next day I walked onward to Roncesvalles, I was still exhausted at the end of the day once again – I have no idea how unfit people like me manage that walk in one day, it might have helped if I did not smoke… I have tried to stop smoking and here again.

My memories until I reached Pamplona are quite vague - due to the pain from my blisters.  I learned how to deal with them and had no problems the second time I walked the Camino Frances.


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One comment on “First Views of St Jean Pied de Port
  1. DECLAN curran says:

    HI walked the camino from st jean for two and unfortunatley i got caught up with younger people i met a long the way and found myself walking at there pase , anyway it took me two weeks in my view to find out what walking the comino was all about ,. i had done some things in my life that im not proud of that led me here ,i met lovely people from Germany , Spain ,USA , IRELAND , AND Sweden as i walked along the way .
    I have to say im in my late 40s but young at heart ha , any way walking the camino is something i will never forget , there is something about taking time out on your own to find out more about yourself and who you think you are .
    Having met different people as i walked i found most complained about the weight of there back packs some about there boots.
    There is a lot more i could say but the main thing i took from the two weeks walking was No1 walk at your own pace No2 you only have to eat one slice of the
    cake at a time and not all at once and getting to Santiago is the cherry on the cake.God bless you alll

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