The world went on hold in the year that shall not be named, and so did I. I couldn’t even begin to think about the possibility of a walk through England, France, Switzerland, and Italy, although I must have been somewhat optimistic because I took French lessons and bought a really cool pair of sunglasses. Sunglasses? Really?

Most people start with a guidebook, but the guidebook I ordered for the Via Francigena is delayed reaching me, and I might have an aversion to guidebooks. To address my guidebook anxiety head-on, this Friday’s post explores a diverse set of Camino guidebooks by women, which seems particularly appropriate given the history of the guidebook. More on that Friday.

Thanks for being a part of my walking community, whether you join me from your armchair or with an intention like mine to take a long walk when the world is ready.