Thursday 22 March 2012
We had some of the oatmeal cousin Roos had sent along. Nicole chased Dian around the trailers yelling "YOU" in an accusatory tone because Dian had remarked that Nicole didn't even know how to make oatmeal. Nicole defended herself by reminding Dian she had to pour the boiling water into the packets - "We didn't even have BOWLS when I went to camp!"
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| Thinking of Jim. |
Then the sad news. Charles learned of his younger cousin Jim's passing. We were all in shock and then deep sadness. A wonderful father and grandfather, Jim was taken quickly from an apparent heart attack. We knew we couldn't be with the family at his funeral but Charles wrote a moving piece about his and Jim's childhood together which the family asked to read at the service. The outcome of a black time is the light in which everything seems bathed thereafter. For the rest of the day we cherished each other and our journey with Jim never far from our thoughts.
Charles and Dian went into the next town for the weekly farmers market where Dian was told a man still made and sold madrenas - the wooden shoes she and Nicole had seen in the museum and on the feet of camp owner, Jose while he watered. Sure enough the stall was found and with the helpful advice of passersby, Dian got a pair extra large so she could keep a soft pair of sock/slippers on as well. The market offered everything in the way of fruits and vegetables and they bought some apples, bananas, bell peppers and bread. As they were leaving they bought on impulse a small begonia plant for camp owner, Begoña.
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| Jose, Dian, Charles, Nicole and Begona |
After presenting her with the gift we settled up our bill and started down the driveway. Just as we approached the gate, she ran towards us with Dian's red pancho which had been left on a chair in the dining hall. As we continued along the Spanish coast (where we kept seeing signs for the pilgrim path to the cathedral in Santiago), we kept an eye out for a place to get Internet and sleep. Around dusk we pulled into an area with lots of trucks and buses and it was there that we had Charles' stuffed chiles. YUM! Unfortunately a group of people chose our van to stand in front of after we had made up our beds so we had to wait till they left before we could get to sleep. While peeking at them through the curtain Dian and Nicole couldn't stop laughing that the couple posing for a photo right in front would zoom in on the shot later and see our eyes gleaming behind them.
After presenting her with the gift we settled up our bill and started down the driveway. Just as we approached the gate, she ran towards us with Dian's red pancho which had been left on a chair in the dining hall. As we continued along the Spanish coast (where we kept seeing signs for the pilgrim path to the cathedral in Santiago), we kept an eye out for a place to get Internet and sleep. Around dusk we pulled into an area with lots of trucks and buses and it was there that we had Charles' stuffed chiles. YUM! Unfortunately a group of people chose our van to stand in front of after we had made up our beds so we had to wait till they left before we could get to sleep. While peeking at them through the curtain Dian and Nicole couldn't stop laughing that the couple posing for a photo right in front would zoom in on the shot later and see our eyes gleaming behind them.
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