So, my flight is delayed two hours on my Father’s Day.  Am I complaining, well maybe a little?  It’s with the old pioneer spirit that we face these hardships.  Oops, delayed three hours now.

Here we go, let’s work on a post.  In Pacific Grove we were staying with the Padre and one of the other guests there was his old Camino buddy Father Steve.  He was between assignments and there visiting and resting up.  Father Steve and I spent time conversing as Camino people do and that was most rewarding.  Then he drove me down to catch the shuttle, thanks Father Steve.  

I just take advantage of opportunities like that to converse and bounce ideas around now whenever possible.  The Camino just appears sometimes and you have to jump on it and see where it takes you.  We need to be present to possibilities.  

It was fun to spend some time with Carol, who has handled me before.  That doesn’t quite sound right.  She was my handler on various expeditions in the past.  Always keeping me on time and in the right place.  She was helping Annie with all the details of the trip.  

Other familiar faces were there in the audience on Friday evening.  We are starting to have old friends wherever we go, especially in California.  Great that see all them.  And friends bring friends, so the whole thing grows.

I guess nothing majorly profound here today.  Just travel thoughts going on.  Oh, people are starting to fill up the seats around me at the gate, maybe there is hope for a flight.

Tomorrow is another day.  Miss and love all you guys, Felipe.