Sunday 7th April 2013.

Trip Start Mar 23, 2013
Trip End May 05, 2013

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Flag of Spain  , Castille and León,
Sunday, April 7, 2013

The four of us have breakfast and leave the hostel together.  Yeve has strapped up my right ankle although I am not in too much pain.
We walk on and catch up with the Korean father and his 9 year old son.  I cannot pronounce either of their names so call them little tiger and little tigers dad.  Little tiger loves Clementine, as he has an I-pad and plays Korean children's songs he has downloaded. Clementine has learnt the words and sings along, little tiger holds his hand as they sing.  It reminds me of my wonderful son and makes me miss him very much.
We reach a village ten km down the road and Yeve has to stop.  He has hurt his foot again and will not go on.  There is much hugging and kissing but there is no tears.  We all now know the beauty of the Camino is meeting new friends, they may not stay for long on the way but they have touched your heart and you carry them with you.
Later we come to a monument on the top of a hill, I lift little tiger up to Clementine and watch them smile together.  Little tigers Father is brilliant, he sees everything but lets his son run free. Little Tiger has a 5 year old sister at home but this is six weeks away with his wonderful dad.  On the way Clementine finds a blade of grass and makes a tune by putting it between his two thumbs, its a trick my much loved grandfather Jack has taught me, so I teach little tiger.  The three of us become the very worst band you have ever heard and the very best in the world.....
Christian has left his project management job in Austria and does not know what he does next. Sylvia tells me about Christians kindness to a German girl that he has looked after, she says he is the most Christian atheist she has ever met.  I ask him about the German girl,  as I suspected he fancied her, but quickly realise he truly tried to help her.  Sylvia is between jobs and is looking for a new direction, she gets tired at the end of the day so puts on her ear phones and sings along at the top of her voice.  My right foot is now killing me, but I am serenaded by another wonderful Italian lady and break my heart once again.....
We arrive at another wonderful hostel and share a communal dinner.  There is no Internet but I am tired so go off to bed after dinner.  We all used to worry about snoring and ear plugs, now we just sleep...
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