Miriam Balance

A Journey to Equilibrium

Camino Portugues Part V

Last time, I remember leaving you, lovely readers, at this rather ambiguous road crossing, at this battlefield of waymarks where I decided to follow the arrows pointing to the left, away from the grey streets leading into town and along a more scenic path. The Read more…


Camino Portugues Part IV

Moving on from the incredible place that is the O Ninho in Rubiães, I was back on the road and walking ever closer to Santiago. With only around 90 miles left to my chosen end point, the thought of the finish line changed from a Read more…


Camino Portugues Part III

Two weeks in and the adventure continued with a stretch of 34km that I made short work of. At some point, the actual walking becomes easy and when you don’t walk, you feel restless. Rest days, where not absolutely necessary, feel like a waste of Read more…


Camino Portugues Part II

Welcome back to the story, here we go. I am happy to announce that I have returned to civilization – I didn’t think I’d say that anytime soon but having escaped life in a field and a work experience with a traditional circus that clearly Read more…


Camino Portugues Part I

While it already feels like a long time has passed since completing the Camino Portugues in May, I feel like I am due somewhat of a report. Currently sitting in an empty tavern in the family holiday destination Brean and feeling like an entirely different Read more…


Pilgrimage Plans and Preparations – Taking my Demons for a Walk

It seems that I am setting out to go on a very long walk this May. That’s in a couple of weeks. And the very long walk is 628.8km to be exact (or around 390 miles for those of you who prefer imperial measurements). Starting Read more…


En Route (once again)

It is after a long, hard, slightly static and in many departments heartbreaking year that I have rediscovered the soothing effect of the road, the lulling movement of a bus, a train, an aeroplane accelerating until its small wheels finally become airborne and retreat into its gigantic womb beneath me: a feeling that hardly fails to bring a smile to my face.