Sunday, June 24, 2007


I´m becoming one of those annoying adults who natter on about their birthday. All of my plans are shaped around a number on my passport. Here´s the funny thing--other people´s plans are starting to be shaped around that number, too.

I had been looking forward to arriving at Finisterre, but it hadn´t occurred to me that the other people who were walking to the end of the Earth might also be in a bit of a celebratory mood. Suffice it to say that the plans for my birthday party are shaping up nicely.

Hey Mom, I know you worry that I´ll be alone on my birthday. No te preocupes.

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