I wanted to hug him
My old turbo-charged booster rocket gets a work-out
Learn from Dorothy, always buy red shoes
More Camino than Flamenco
When a pilgrimage becomes a cafe crawl
In which we discover the price of an hour’s walk
For the first time, there’s an autumnal feel in the air.
I thought the heat had addled my brain
It was a simple case of straight on today
Blistology is the thing around here. Most pilgrims are experts.