I am supposed to go on a little trip tomorrow to Eastern Washington.  But I just heard from the partner that I was going with that it is going to be 97 degrees F. over there.  Yea, having second thoughts about that.  So nice sitting here in the early morning with the temp at 65.  I don’t think we are going.

I don’t know if I have any unifying theme with my post this morning but does it matter.  I am thinking about Jody who got back from Santiago very recently and walked with Dana and I last week.  And Dana is just weeks back.  It is so refreshing to be around that fresh back energy.

Jody had stories of her adventure.   They were her stories, completely unique but having elements that seem to be universal.  Ever pilgrim has his/her unique experience but there are also commonalities that seem to stick out from the stories.  There is talk of coincidence and syncronizity, right?  There is talk of bonding with folks from far flung places and loosing and finding those folks again along the trail.  There is talk of dealing with pain and discomfort.  Talk of God/religion /spirituality.

Notice that before people go on the Camino they are full of questions and thoughts about gear and books and maps and stuff like that.  Shoes, packs, socks are major focal points of conversation.  Guide book talk is right up there.  How many pairs of under wear are you going to take?

Yea, something interesting happened to us there.  We got a taste of something unusual or perhaps long forgotten.  I don’t know about you but hardly a day goes by that I don’t think about it and wonder.  Saint James Afoot, love you, Felipe.