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<channel><title><![CDATA[Geraldine Firequeen - Bedbugs, Hairy Arses, Snorers and Blisters]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/bedbugs-hairy-arses-snorers-and-blisters]]></link><description><![CDATA[Bedbugs, Hairy Arses, Snorers and Blisters]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 26 Jun 2024 04:29:27 +0000</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[September 18th, 2018]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/bedbugs-hairy-arses-snorers-and-blisters/september-18th-2018]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/bedbugs-hairy-arses-snorers-and-blisters/september-18th-2018#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2018 23:17:22 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/bedbugs-hairy-arses-snorers-and-blisters/september-18th-2018</guid><description><![CDATA[ [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[My First Camino Nightmare]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/bedbugs-hairy-arses-snorers-and-blisters/my-first-camino-nightmare]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/bedbugs-hairy-arses-snorers-and-blisters/my-first-camino-nightmare#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2018 09:22:54 GMT</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/bedbugs-hairy-arses-snorers-and-blisters/my-first-camino-nightmare</guid><description><![CDATA[ I'm in Spain, walking along a well-lit road. I have no idea how I got here. It is an urban landscape and there are people about. I walk past a large lit-up area. I start wondering where I am, then I think this area I have just passed may have been a railway station and I should go back and see if I can read the name of it, then I might be able to use my phone to find accommodation. I go back and find it is a deserted petrol station. I walk on. I realise that it is getting dark and that I had be [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<span class='imgPusher' style='float:left;height:0px'></span><span style='display: table;width:auto;position:relative;float:left;max-width:100%;;clear:left;margin-top:0px;*margin-top:0px'><a><img src="http://www.geraldinefirequeen.co.uk/uploads/1/2/7/0/12704015/petrol-station_orig.jpg" style="margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 10px; border-width:1px;padding:3px; max-width:100%" alt="Picture" class="galleryImageBorder wsite-image" /></a><span style="display: table-caption; caption-side: bottom; font-size: 90%; margin-top: -10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center;" class="wsite-caption"></span></span> <div class="paragraph" style="display:block;">I'm in Spain, walking along a well-lit road. I have no idea how I got here. It is an urban landscape and there are people about. I walk past a large lit-up area. I start wondering where I am, then I think this area I have just passed may have been a railway station and I should go back and see if I can read the name of it, then I might be able to use my phone to find accommodation. I go back and find it is a deserted petrol station. I walk on. I realise that it is getting dark and that I had better stay the night here, although I do not appear to have walked far, am not tired and might therefore find it difficult to sleep.<br /><br />I come to a line of shops and decide to go in one and ask where I can find a hostel. It is like an old-fashioned general store, all muddle and confusion with stuff hanging everywhere so it is difficult to see where the counter is. A young dark-haired woman appears and there is a man somewhere in the background. She is on my left as I look at her and he is on my right. He has fair hair. I realise I have left home without the Spanish dictionary/phrase book I ordered and that in fact it has not had time to arrive. The only Spanish word I can recall is 'hablo' - I talk. I want to say 'I don't speak Spanish'. I don't know the word for '<em>not</em>'. I start to 'babble'- saying 'hablo' several times. In the end I think they may understand other languages so I say 'Hablo&nbsp;<em>kein&nbsp;</em>Spanish'. The man says, 'That is all right, you can speak English.'<br /><br />Greatly relieved, I ask if there is a hostel,&nbsp;<em>Pilgrim Hostel,&nbsp;</em>I correct myself, where I can stay the night? The young woman says yes, takes me to the door and points across the street then gives me some directions. I find the hostel which is a long, low pre-fab-like building, well lit with people queuing at the door. I remember that I have my Pilgrim passport in my bag but then realise that it is stamped to begin at&nbsp;<em>St Jean Pied de Port&nbsp;</em>on May 1st and that it is still April 29th.<em>&nbsp;</em>I wonder if they will allow me stay as my 'pilgrimage' does not officially begin until the 1st.<br /><br />&#8203;The dream ends.</div> <hr style="width:100%;clear:both;visibility:hidden;"></hr>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>