Final day

Today has been one of wondering and wandering.
I heard the news that a dear friend died in the early hours, just after reading about death, in an essay written by an ex (of over 50 years) boyfriend, who is a writer. My carried stone will be placed in her memory in Santiago. Edit: it's still in my pocket, not the right place.
On a happier note, Helga, from near the beginning of my Camino arrived this morning. A happy réunion with a drink and brunch, then she left in search of accommodation. I spent a couple of hours in the Pilgrim museum before my knee complained too much. Back to the hostel via a purchase of ibuprofen.
Met up with Helga after she had been to the evening Pilgrim Mass and bumped into a group of youngsters she had met previously. All bar one German, the other Polish. A fun evening of chatter and laughter, the perfect way to end the Camino. Left them all around 23h30 to make sure that I didn't get locked out. As it was, everyone in my dorm was asleep when I got back.Weiterlesen