The highlight of today was visiting Jose Ramón in Lorca. Seventeen years ago he took me in and gave me a private room. I wrote about him here. I’m sure he doesn’t remember me out of the thousands of tired and grateful pilgrims he has encountered since then. But it was nevertheless fun to reconnect.
Another beautiful day of walking today with splendid wildflowers decorating the fringes of the path. I’m starting to connect with various pilgrims. I did laundry with a woman I just met. Nothing unites strangers like merging dirty underwear! I was so delighted to find a washing machine and dryer at my hostel.
This is Beth’s last day on the Camino. It was so nice to kick it off with her!
Today on day 3, I contemplated being 3, the same age that my soon-to-be goddaughter is now. She remembers exactly what happened last week, but will she remember anything in the long term? Are my memories from that time real or constructed from photographs and stories? It’s hard to know I think my earliest memory is from this age I don’t think it came from a story.
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Loving popping in on here finally and seeing these beautiful pics with the updates 😊
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