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... of Mysteries of the Rosary. Then we went down to the grotto, actual site of the apparitions. Folk lined up to touch the walls, worn smooth by millions of fingers; water trickling out of the rock; a statue of Mary and a huge candle holder. Then we looked at the candles, held in huge barrow-like structures. They burn hundreds of tonnes of wax every year. Next we saw folk lining up for their turn in the baths. You can be immersed ...
Morrning wake up was at 6 am. Pamplona comes alive at night. The streets were filled with people of all ages partying till late last night. Luckily I went to bed relatively early as it was a long day of walking today. I covered about 24 km in some hot weather. Fortunately Spain is civilized enough to feature cerveza at all the rest stops. And when most of the fellow pilgrims are Europeans - ...
... cut through at some stage. I can only “praise the lord” that it didn’t move in transit and sustain serious, and expensive damage. Retrieving the truck from the docks in London took about one and a half hours, compared to four days in Colombia.
Whilst recognizing that Britain has appeal to some, and not wishing to offend those who made the smartest move of their lives and emigrated, I haven’t changed my opinion of the place. ...
... br> it is the worst summer for 50 years. The wheat harvest is so bad that they will
have to buy in supplies to keep the French in baguettes and the olive harvest
in both Spain and Italy is poor so the price of olive oil will go up. Fruit
harvests seem late too and I have just read that the honey production in the
Lot and Garonne is a catastrophe. September, however, has arrived with sun and
heat to a back drop of foliage beginning to ...
... group of compadres, Dave went first, followed by Terry, me and then Paul. All the others were much faster and would come later. The start was actually more ceremonial than anything as the timing mat was about a kilometre up the road to neutralize the effect of traffic in town.
We lined up with our bikes. Climbed up on to the stage. There were a couple of guys in front of me. Then it was my turn. “Andy from Canada. Bonne chance Andy!” Go! Descended the ...