Not much more done. Juggled this with responsibilities for the Order of St. John and ended up with a long (but satisfying) day. Went out for dinner with my mother and with some good friends. One is visiting from Geneva and it is so good to see him again. During the eveneing, we were pleasantly surprised when another friend and his wife came into the same establishment along with some of their family. We ended up with two tables pushed together and had a wonderful time. Reflecting later, (they don't call them 'truisms' for nothing) its the people in your life that matters, not the stuff.
Ultreya
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This is the story of my walk on the ancient Camino de Santiago, a twelve hundred year old pilgrimage route. The Camino is 835 kilometers, from the south of France, across the Pyrenees Mountains into Spain and thence westwards to the tomb of the apostle St. James in Santiago de Compostela.
