Goodbye Northern Spain

After finishing the Camino – every step of the last 100km and probably another 30-50km in the days preceding – we slept 10 hours.

Yesterday as we wandered the narrow cobble stone streets in Compostela, my thoughts kept returning to our guides. I had no idea the profound impact they would have on my life. I think it was the way they interacted with my boys that really touched me. I may never cross paths with Jorge and Mario again, but there is comfort in knowing they are continuing to spread goodwill to those that come after us.

Today we drive to Salamanca. I hear Tom just now returning with the van. Until later….