We made our way out of town and straight into beautiful
little Spanish stone villages once again.
The woods were heavy with green, and verdant boughs reached across the
track and formed long arched corridors of pleasure to wander through on soft
leaf litter. Hardly a sound of footfall
was heard as we passed quietly and happily through the beautiful rural
countryside of Galicia.
Ah Espana, you have done it again, you have reached back in
and captured my heart. What an ancient
path, what a selfish pleasure to be nestled in the bosom of this lazy
country. The misty morning protected us
from the Spanish sun and wrapped our tired limbs in glistening cold jewels that
you can’t see but can feel soft and welcome on your tired skin.
Our path wound its way again gently towards Santiago,
towards that amazing granite edifice, towards the end.
But tonight we rest.
We arrived at lunch today and shared a meal of pizza in a local store,
this evening we sit in our comfortable hotel, playing cards, washing, blogging,
resting. The sounds of the afternoon are
even now playing their soundtrack in my ears as I hear the hubbub of life
rolling on around me.
We are well, tired but well.
Each of us in our own way is quietly pround of what we have done, how
far we have come and how we have battled our own little demons along the way.
These are good people, fine friends to take this journey
with. I am quite proud of our college
kids, I am deeply proud of my young son and the fine young man he is
becoming. It is a joy to see him again
walk this ancient path.
Enjoy the pics below.
Buen Camino Pergrinos!
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