I think I had shared that I got up late (by pilgrims standards) this morning, it was nice staying in a hotel and getting to take my time. Two Spanish guys that I have stayed on my same schedule were also at my place last night, though we never exchanged names we have found ourselves at the same table one night for dinner and last night we sat around the lobby talking. They call me " Super Mama" for the kilometer coverage I have been making. Yesterday was my longest trek to date. So I walk out of my hotel (a Benedictine monk parochial establishment) and I come around the corner and there popping out of the church door is Father (Irish priest), M and T... I was so excited, these guys start early and had left their auberge a good hour or so ago, we were only catching up because they had gone into the church. We had a great day walking together, they walk so fast which is the only reason we ever aerated to begin with...I adore these three as much as anyone I could possibly be with. We would stop in a neat little area called Reliegos. There was a bar that appeared to be a little famous, newspaper articles on the wall and graffiti everywhere. The owner and the gal behind the bar were famous and I would order three fresh squeezed orange juices over about two hours and each would come with a free piece of tapas, it was wonderful. Upon arrival to our auberge (new and not on the charts) I saw my French mom and dad from my second night in Orrisson. I'm not sure I referenced them before but they had a son with them for their first night and I really enjoyed talking to him...I was so excited to see them.
A funny to share...this word recognition on this pad is driving me crazy, I always have little time to blog and r re read but I just noticed the above reference to " the gal behind the bar" was changed by this iPad to read " the girl bashing the bat", friends beside me chuckled over this.
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