@Peterexpatkiwi suggested on another post that I tell the story of how I met my wife on the camino.
So rather than just a quick paragraph I thought I'd bore you all with the details.
The easiest way of doing this, is to share with you the statement (edited) that I made to the authorities when I applied for my visa to move to Australia to be with Alex.
It is a bit long (and maybe a bit self indulgent) but hopefully you'll enjoy our tale.
"On September 5th 2016 I departed on an adventure that turned out would change my life. I had decided to walk the
Camino de Santiago, an 800km pilgrimage across the north of Spain. I was at a low point in my life and needed to try to put a few ghosts to rest and give myself time to think and decide how to move forward with my life. Upon arriving at the starting point of St Jean pied de port in southern France I went to the Pilgrims office to register and get my official credential which I would get stamped at each stop on the way. There was a lot of people around but I did notice Alexandra taking photos of the street that we were on but thought nothing of it.
On the first day of the walk (6th Sept 2016) I met an Australian guy, Pete, from Melbourne, who is now a good friend, and we got talking as we walked up and over the Pyrenees mountains into Spain. We walked together for the next two days and on the 8th September we met an American woman called Jennifer who was walking on her own and we started chatting as we walked. The next stop was for a break at a café in Zuriain. We bought ourselves coffees and snacks and sat down to eat when Jennifer disappeared for a second and came back to the table with another woman who sat next to me to my right and introduced herself as Alexandra. We immediately started talking and it felt easy and very comfortable chatting with her. We then all decided to walk on together into Pamplona and the chatting and laughter didn't stop for the next 10 or so kilometres.
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(First time I met Alex in Zuriain)
Alex and I felt very comfortable in each other’s company from the very moment we met so when I had to leave her on the way into Pamplona to find my hotel it was a bit of a wrench as I didn't want the fun to stop. We had agreed to meet later in Pamplona and had exchanged contact details. Later that day I returned to Alex’s hostel and we watched from Alex’s room window as a festival took place in the square below.
I had only planned on staying in Pamplona for one night. I had arrived in France with a heavy cold and sore throat and new that if I rested too long I wouldn't want to carry on walking. On the other hand Alex was staying in Pamplona for two nights to have a rest day and I didn't want to go on walking and be a day ahead of her and risk never seeing her again. So I decided to stay on another day and rest up to see if I could throw off my cold and of course this meant staying with Alex in a beautiful city with great weather. I had also made a good friend in Pete so I didn't want to split up our happy little band. We spent our rest day touring the city, laughing and joking. After a while Pete left us so Alex and I sat outside a café for a few hours chatting and laughing and getting to know each other more. During one of our conversations it occurred to me that Alex was the woman I had seen outside of the pilgrims office in St Jean pied de port taking photos so I mentioned this to Alex. We also discovered that we had been on the same flight from London to Biaritz and even had sat on the same row, me on 2F and Alex on 2A. We laugh, shrugged it off and didn't give it another thought.
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(Outside the café in Pamplona)
Whilst in Pamplona we decided that we would continue walking together as we all enjoyed each other’s company and I really didn't want to leave Alex. So we spent the next few days walking and having a great adventure. The first stop after leaving Pamplona was at a small town called Puenta la Reina. Alex, Pete and I were sharing a room together at our hostel and on arrival myself and Pete went for a beer to give Alex a chance to shower and have some privacy. Once done, Pete showered next and I sat with Alex talking and flirting for a while until Pete returned. It felt right and as though we had known each other for years not days. Myself and Pete went to the bar at one point and I turned to notice Alex looking at me, I gave her a cheeking wink and she winked back and smiled. It was then that I knew for certain that we were attracted to each other. The following day we got up and got ready to walk on. I was full of energy and really wanted to walk alone and pick up my pace. I told Alex and Pete that I would meet up with them at the next stop and walked on at a fast pace leaving them behind. After a few hours I arrived at the hostel and booked myself in, showered and lay on my bed to rest. Later Alex and Pete walked into the room and I saw that Alex was searching the room looking for me. I purposely kept quite to see if she would spot me and when I knew she couldn't see me I coughed to see if she would react. She heard me, recognising my cough and immediately spotted me. She came over and lay on my bed with me and gave me a hug. I kissed Alex and said that I'd been wanting to do that for a while but hadn't because of my cold. It felt good to have made a move toward us being together and we laughed, hugged and then I kicked Alex off of my bed as she was soaking with sweat and hadn't had a shower. I told her to come back when she had. After this we were only ever apart when either of us decided to walk alone, we were basically inseparable.
We arrived in Ventosa on September the 14th. The hostel that we tried to get into was fully booked so we had to get the last two rooms in the only hotel in the village. As there was only one double room and one twin room available it was a little awkward as to the sleeping arrangements. I of course wanted to be with Alex in the double room but was aware that we hadn't actually become a couple yet. So I arranged with Pete that if at any time Alex felt uncomfortable that she or I could join him in his twin room. This we were all happy with so we settled in and had a wonderful dinner with two Canadian couples who were staying there as well. Francine and Gilles were celebrating their 37th wedding anniversary and we all joined in the fun. At one point in the evening Francine asked how long Alex and I had been together and when we replied that we had only just met everyone around the table couldn't believe it and commented that they all thought that we had been together for years. Francine then told us that in French/Canadian culture it is usual to have two wedding rings. Before leaving for the Camino, Francine wasn't going to wear both rings but felt that she had to. She then said that she now new why and that Alex was meant to have one of her rings, as she could see the love that we both had for each other and that we looked like old souls together. Everyone around the table couldn't believe what had just happened and it quickly became a very emotional moment. Alex still wears the ring to this day.
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(Dinner in Ventosa and Alex with Francine)
Pete left us not long after Ventosa as he felt that he needed to follow his own journey and didn't want to get wrapped up in ours. This we fully understood and wished him all the luck. I was more than happy for him to go his own way, even though I would miss him, as it meant that Alex and I could continue on together on our own. We spent the next 4 or so weeks walking on through Spain enjoying each other’s company and supporting each other through tough and emotional times. As time passed I realised that this wasn't going to be a holiday romance and it was something much more.
Along the way we met and made a lot of new friends. Not least of all Kevin and Sarah who live in Queensland and have become great friends. We also met back up with Poul and Sonia, who we had first met in Ventosa, and Noemi and Rain who we had met earlier, and finished the last 2 or so weeks of the walk together as a group of great friends.
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(Our happy little band)
On arrival in Santiago the question of "where we go from here" came up with the realisation that we only had a couple of days left together before heading home. We had been putting this off so we could enjoy the journey but now was the time to discuss it properly. At the time there was no way I could afford to move to Australia and the fact that I hadn't even been there was an issue, after all I may not have even liked it. I was the first to leave Spain on October 14th. It was a very emotional moment leaving all the good friends that we had made. Alex walked with me to the bus station so we could say goodbye in private. It was very upsetting to have to leave her after spending weeks together in a very intense way. We both cried and I was pained to have to get on the bus and watch her walk away. The only saving grace was that our friends had sworn they would look after Alex for me until she had to leave the following day. Once at the airport in Santiago I rang Alex straight away to see if she was ok and because even though we had only been apart for an hour or so I missed her and wanted to hear her voice before I left Spain. The journey home was full of emotion for me as I had just achieved a journey of a life time by walking the
Camino de Santiago (something that I am very proud of to this day) and I had met the person who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and didn’t know how our relationship would or even could move forward.
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(Arrival in Santiago) (Me saying goodbye to everyone, a very emotional Alex)
Once Alex arrived back home in Melbourne we started to video call each other via Facebook messenger at least twice a day. This became the normal routine as being so far apart it is the only way we can really spend time together. On one of these calls Alex told me that she had been editing her photos that she had taken on the Camino and sent me a photo that she had taken. It was the photo she took outside the pilgrims office in St Jean Pied de Port before we had even met. I couldn’t believe it, Alex had taken a photo of the first time I had seen her and neither of us had known until now.
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(The photo Alex took in St Jean)"
After many visits to Australia and of Alex flying to the UK, walking the Camino Finisterra together in 2018, many discussions of how we were going to be together and a long visa application process, I literally threw away my life in the UK and moved to Australia in 2019. I walked through Melbourne airport with just one suit case and a carry on bag. As far as I was concerned my life is with Alex, so moving to the other side of the planet was a small step to take.
In September 2019 we were married. Pete was my best man and our camino family were guests of honor. We have a wonderful life together (still with life's up and downs of course), have been lucky enough to travel to many parts of the world together and tour the great country that is Australia.
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(Our wedding)
Next year I will be returning to do the Camino once again on my own and Alex is planning on walking the via Francigena in the near future. Our camino continues.
So that's our tale. I hope you're all still awake.
Take care and Buen camino in life.
Steve and Alex.