Things I have lost on the Camino: 1) miscellaneous bag with clothes pegs, contact lens, and other items I haven´t discovered gone yet 2) my deodorant (not good in this heat wave) 3) rain cover for backpack (DISASTER). Things I have discarded: 1) blue leggings 2) sandals 3) orange survival bag (after Pyrenees, as promised to Finn) 4) footie socks. Uses for orange survival bag that Finn made me bring: 1) ground sheet to sit on when having picnics ("the orange sofa") 2) yoga mat 3) lining for backpack after it got soaked in the Pyrenees because I lost the raincover (sigh). I now call my pack "The Rock." It´s particularly heavy towards the end of the day and in the heat. Can feel like a dead body back there!
I was born in Ireland and grew up in Toronto, Canada with my seven sisters and two brothers. Left home at seventeen to live in a commune, then headed off across Canada with my pal, Carole, and we hitch-hiked around California for months, then back up to Vancouver(Van as we called it then) and across Canada with two more pals, Linda and Peggy. A year later, headed off to Malaysia and Borneo with Jeunesse Canada Monde/Canada World Youth for a year. Baik-lah! Back home, went to Trinity College at the University of Toronto (posh blokes) while also joining the Canadian Naval Reserve as an Officer Cadet. Trained on the east and west coasts of Canada every summer. Great fun. Then what? Hmm. Started to write books, dodgy personal life (that's personal but let's just say it's been a long time between drinks) started to wander around the world, had a darling daughter, settled down in Ireland, wrote more books.