The Camino doesn’t get any better than this day, an absolutely amazing day. Yesterday seemed extra hard, the continuous uphills and the heat. We slept well in our private room, ran to the post office this morning to mail a package to Barcelona for safekeeping.
Inside the box was a heart rock, one of many mental disorders I say I have, that rocks talk to me and I want them! So when people joke and pick up my bag and say,” are you carrying rocks?”… well, the answer many times is, “yes”.
Bronwyn and I stopped for a picnic with all the trimmings, we brought out our cutting board that Karsh made me, out little vase that I picked a flower or a weed for… and sat for probably an hour. A beautiful family with a donkey passed by and I asked to take a picture.
We’d find them to be the most delightful bunch! Clo and her wonderful son, her dear friend Veronica and her son and Clo’s brother and daughter-in-law. The two boys were delightful to watch and their donkey was not a rental, he is owned by Clo’s parents and his name is Dingo, he is clearly loved!!!!
We caught up to Dingo and family and I joked on my forum, “ I fell in love on the Le Puy route, but he was a REAL ASS”…. as we walked I asked if I could walk Dingo, and took over his reigns. What an honor for me to walk with a donkey on the Camino!!!! A route walked over a thousand miles when I suspect a donkey was a necessity. Rumor is there is a female donkey a day before us and Dingo would stop and have to smell the poop on the trail that she, or some other critter, had made. I would witness the “ stubborn donkey” as it was difficult to get him to budge when he came upon a pile. We would experience our first rain and thunderstorms today, but briefly!
We did not have a reservation tonight but Clo made a phone call to her gite which was full but offered us her sofa. Eloide is the name of our hostess this evening!!! The gite is new to her and it will be one of my most memorable gite experiences. It felt like an invitation into her home, no rush for anything, no massive structure on how the evening should unravel. A nice shower head (this is important) an opportunity to wash clothes in a machine for a donation, her making room for two tents, and a dinner that was fabulous!!!!
It was a family recipe of Eloide’s , from a French island near Madagascar in Africa. I had the honor of getting to escort Dingo to his stall for the night. He seemed very relaxed and not afraid. After dinner, we ran back over to kiss him goodnight. Clo’s best friend loved on Dingo too, and I realized what a wonderful dear friendship they had. The boys pulled out their Pokémon cards and reminded me so much of my children!!!
This evening was fantastic. It’s Dingo and family’s last night…and I will always thank them for including us in their adventure. I hope so much that our paths will cross again, a beautiful family and friendship!!!
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