Heading Home

For the last three days, I’ve had a nagging feeling that I need to go home.

I can’t quite explain it, it’s just a gut instinct. I have felt very unsettled. And if I’m being honest, I’m not getting what I expected to get out of walking the Camino this year. It is different. It is not what I need.

And so I made a decision last night to change my flight and head home. I took the bus this morning to Logroño where I will spend two nights near the bus station. I bought my ticket to Madrid airport for Wednesday morning. I managed to book a room near the airport Wednesday night and they have a shuttle and can take me to the airport Thursday morning.

I feel oddly relieved.

Joe did tell me last night that our very good friend and neighbor had a stroke yesterday. He wondered if that could have something to do with the feeling I was having, but I don’t believe so.

It’s something else.

I have been having trouble breathing. Every time I take a deep breath, I start coughing, and it concerns me. Something isn’t right. I need to be home. I have listened to these gut feelings my entire life. They have never steered me wrong.

And so I fly out of Madrid Thursday morning.

I’m looking forward to my bed and my bathtub and my garden. This has been a fun adventure, but what I’ve learned is there’s no place like home.

Love,

Annie