Day 0. Lincoln - St Jean Pied de Port.
So it starts. From Lincoln it was two trains and a bus (working on the track, so it was a replacement train) and a Ryanair flight from Stansted got me to Biarritz in France. Another bus and a train across the hilly bit of France and I'm in the historic town of St Jean Pied de Port at the foot of the Pyranees. The arch where the Camino officially starts. Fourteen hours door to door. My booked accommodation was expecting me and I'm the only bloke in a five bunk bed room. The rest are woman of various ages, one is definitely of indeterminate age because she was was wrapped up in a sleeping bag and snoring. I hope that's not going to continue! My accommodation for the night. €17. Most of the restaurants and all of the shops are closed, the few places selling food that are open are chock-a-bloc. The...