If there is a hill, I will climb it… Time after time

 

This has been the longest although not the least pleasant walk of the day. The intangible quality of the kilometer, where it takes me 20 minutes to walk a kilometre and a half first thing in the morning, and takes 50 minutes at the end of the afternoon.

Not one of the churches that we passed were open, which was a disappointment. The medieval practice was to build a church on a hill, presumably because it is closer to God. Unfortunately even though we would make the ascend the church would be locked.  And while there seems to be something quite romantic about walking on a Roman Road, a 2000-year-old road, it still needs some maintenance!

We got to Estella at 4 o'clock or so. We cleaned up and went out for supper and between some Tylenol and a cerveza grande, I have limped into the evening. The group picture that you will see on the bridge is me and my Canadian companions (Bernice, Dan and Heather from Saskatoon); we have adopted one another and each seems to have a specific gifts and tasks. I am the logistics manager. Easier than carrying some of the rest of the load.

Today's music: Time after time (Cyndi Lauper) - it was playing in the café or we had breakfast. See my paraphrase in the title of this post.

Today's paces: 47,788

Tomorrow's Prayer intentions: The University of Kings College Chapel, my other spiritual home.