Five hundred miles. Three women at a crossroads. One ancient trail.
I didn’t write Broken Donkeys because I thought the Camino would make a good setting for a novel. Nope. After I walked 500 miles, I didn’t want to leave it behind.
A million-plus steps across northern Spain taught me that the Camino’s about far more than getting it marked off your bucket list. It’s about the people you meet, the stories you carry, the things you leave behind—and sometimes the things you discover along the way.