Follow Your Arrow

There is this saying on the Camino that “the Camino will provide.” So, those lost socks that I lamented over earlier today, well when I pulled back the chair in my hotel room in Pamplona, there was a pair of socks. Strange but true. I was simultaneously amused and grossed out. I considered washing them and walking in them because they appear to be my size. But I thought better of it and tossed the “gift” socks into the corner. And I washed my own socks instead.

My traveling buddy, Dana, is sick with something that resembles a cold. it’s soooo very upsetting to have this get in the way of our well-laid plans. Such are the curve balls that the Camino can present. It tests us. So while I am out sampling tapas and red wine (Ribera del Duero), Dana is resting, hoping to fend off this illness. We are hatching a Plan B, which most likely means I will be walking alone tomorrow.

The skies in Pamplona are about to erupt with rain showers, so perhaps another glass of wine and some anchovies on toast to wait this out.