This day is dedicated to my good friend Listen Linda, because she has been a constant and true friend through a dark time in my life. When I cried she made me laugh. When I needed company she came to visit me. Today for the first time I wore the bright yellow poncho she insisted I take. Merci mon amie!
I walked a bit with Ariane , a 31 yr old Canadian from Ottawa who quit her job to come do The Camino, then decide when she gets back what she wants to do. I next walked with a Brit, 59 years old who was amazed when I asked if he was from Liverpool. I had recognized the accent. His name was Keith and since his company would not give him the extra time to do The Camino, he quit his job too.
Weather is so much cooler- what a difference it makes! The Albergue so highly recommended in Granon, and the reason we stopped there- was on the recommendation of our Dutch author dinner companion the night before, based on his book "The 50 best hostels on the Camino" . It was..... guess what? CLOSED! Why? It was being fumigated! No loss there I guess-thank goodness. I don't know that I will follow any of his other 49 recommendations. I am going to throw his book out. I can't afford to carry the weight. LOL
Nancy's feet hurt too much to continue- so because I speak Spanish, thank God, I found us a wonderful Casa Rurale, which is like a B and B, but the owner doesn't live there. IT was well worth the 25€ each. Some Italians going by were debating whether to continue on, when I was going to buy some "Rioja" wine next door, so I told them the place was wonderful, clean - tutti bene, mixing my Spanish with the little Italian I know. They debated some more then decided yes and by way of thanks for what turned out to be a great choice of accommodation, made us all spaghetti alla carbonara for supper. Nancy and I brought the vino and pan. How wonderful is that? A Québécois couple and another Italian couple rounded out our table of nine. Turns out one of the Italian men was an Irishman who spoke Italian, which is "bene!" One Italian , Roberto, spoke French as well, but I was the only one who spoke Spanish, so I had to translate for all our dealings with the owner Estelle, who was "maravillosa! We had the most wonderful evening and delicious food. Luigi (of course there had to be a Luigi!) kept making fun of "curling". I did the spoon on my nose stunt to break the ice. Roberto 1 was celebrating his very first day as a retired teacher and stomach cancer survivor. They sang Volare for us. I took a video but I am sure I won't be able to post it. It truly was a magical evening!
Un gros MERCI à tous ceux qui m'ont envoyé un courriel, après mon dernier blog. You all cheered me up with your kind words and news.
Correction- Nancy's words for male anatomy are "twigs and berries" and not stones as I said. More on that in another blog.
Buono notte amica Linda.
With love and gratitude from Granon, Spain.
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