Finally, in Sta. Catalina, a bar lady loaned me some pants and a hat to get me to Rabanal. She called her husband and had him deliver the clothes. Bless this Camino Angel!
I stopped to spend a little time with my old friend, the Pilgrim Oak Tree. It was a quiet rest out of the rain.
Now I'm in Rabanal. You are looking at the remains if my most delicious hot fish soup, served at El Refugio.
I will sleep at Albergue Pilar tonight. Not sure how far ill walk tomorrow. It really depends on the weather.
It's hard to believe that the Solstice is nearly here and I have only seen a couple if days of summer.
Honestly, I'm exhausted and missing home tonight. I think if I could change my flight easily, I'd head home.
The weather across Europe yesterday was so wet also so it's unseasonable everywhere apparently. Depressing to say the least. Can understand how you feel. You've had your up's and downs Annie on this trip. Hang in there, not far to go.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you've had a lot of ups and downs this time Annie, and I can see why , what with being sick and the cold, wet weather. I hope the weather warms up for you. I remember Rabanal...fond memories of you, Linda and I singing in the bar at the refuge and then hearing the monks chant. Wish there was something I could do/say to cheer you. Hang in there, girlfriend. It will get better.
ReplyDeleteThanks, both of you. It's better today. Sunny and warm into Acebo. I've met so many people who feel the same, however. It's been a rough year for pilgrims.
DeleteAussie Pam and I had the finest bowl of gazpacho either of us had ever eaten in a little place just up the hill a few paces from El Refugio. Can still taste it.
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