Does it happen? My guilty self keeps imagining some innocent gal just looking on the Internet for a goulash recipe to feed her lovely family and she pulls up my last three posts about goulash wrestling. Better than some of the other stuff one could pull up these daze. Well maybe it is just what she needs Felipe, hmmm.

I have to admit that I am still wrestling and not quite to the basking in victory stage. Maybe what I need is a canoe paddle to tip (good pun Felipe) the scales. Our Catherine is calling for one today sometime after our walk. Yes and where are we on our walk? Let me consult the new logbook: we have made it through the town of Burguete and today should get to Espinal at 36.68 km. Looks like we are putting a dent in it now. But back to canoeing, don’t let Dr Gold (callsign Nugget) know that I am screwing around in small tippy boats with my portable chemo pump hanging around my waist. Just like I wasn’t crawling around on a wet roof Monday doing emergency storm repair. Must be another Felipe. He does greet me with, “Keeping out of trouble Volker?” at my appointments lately. Hmmm. Deep down he is really a big gold nugget.

Well time to get up and make some cafe con leche. Have been up half the night with steroid jitters and tangles from chemo. Now I want to drink coffee? Hmmm. Oh well, what’s a few more chemicals. “Better Living Through Chemistry” was an old slogan, probably older than you can remember, but I’m living proof hey?

OK seriously, I have to get out of the sleeping bag and get my butt in gear. Have a morning walk coming up. So, we have JenniferXO and Angelo X (amazing characters from PFJ’s posse) started their Camino in France today. Prayers for their wellbeing and enlightenment. And to you on your personal Caminos I pray and encourage in any darn way I can think of. Let’s invent some new ways. Love, Don Felipe de Viana.