Take a Virtual Vacation: El Camino 2026

Monday, August 31 In my few remaining days in Berlin before I return to Spain for the Camino, I wanted to visit sites commemorating the Holocaust. As a Jew with ancestral roots in Eastern Europe, huge swaths of my extended family were murdered by the Nazis in World War II. Now I was in Germany.

Sunday, August 30 This morning, when I was eating my morning oatmeal, I texted Michaela to check in. She was making progress in her recovery. She was starting to walk, could transfer herself from her bed to a wheelchair, and had made it to the bathroom unassisted. Plans to transport her back to her home

Saturday, August 29 Yesterday, I signed up for an all-afternoon walking tour of the avant garde arts scene in Berlin. The prolific, ever-present art on the buildings and walls of Berlin has caught my interest, so a street art tour seemed like a good choice. So, I bought myself a ticket for a four-hour tour

Friday, August 28 I slept incredibly well last night—the best night’s sleep I’ve had in months. I woke up at 8:30 in the morning after sleeping deeply all night without any sleep drugs or sleep aids whatsoever. I woke up refreshed, prepared to segue into my unexpected week as a solo explorer. Last night, while

The morning after my arrival in Madrid, I woke up at 2:30 AM, wide awake. Since I’d set my alarm for 4:00 AM to catch a 5:00 AM shuttle back to the airport, I simply got up. When I picked up my phone to check the time, I scanned my usual apps. Chuckled over the

After an uneventful flight from San Francisco to Madrid that featured a tasteless turkey sandwich served for lunch before we landed, I arrived in Spain at two in the afternoon. I’d only slept three hours on the flight because I believe in getting my body adjusted to the new zone as soon as possible. Madrid