Laughter

I had no idea how much I would laugh on the Camino. We laugh until tears run down our cheeks. Sometimes it doesn't take much to get us going. Maybe it is because we are so tired after all the walking, or that we are so far away from our normal lives, but everything cracks us up. 

Julia tripped twice yesterday, once doing an impressive shoulder roll into the bushes and the second time a face plant. After making sure that she was okay, I checked to see if she wanted a photo to remember the moment that she was covered with road dust. She did.

Today she looked over towards me and started cracking up. She managed to get out that my head was square. Sure enough, with my hat on, my shadow looked like I had a blockhead. Too funny. Almost wet my pants laughing. 

Today Julia and I walked with our new Camino BFF Nora from Germany about 6km to Fromista. Nora needed to get a taxi for the next bit because her feet are covered with blisters. We were pleasantly astonished that the tourists information office was opened  that early on a Sunday morning- truly a miracle. They arranged for a taxi and then she met 3 other pilgrims who wanted to go to the same place. We got coffee and tortilla from a bar and sat in the outside tables. Before we knew it, Irish Mary walked up with 2 others, an Irish guy named Rory that we had heard about joined us and our other Irish friend Ronan arrived. It was a spontaneous pilgrim party at 9am. We drank coffee and told stories for about an hour before saying goodbyes and heading our separate ways.