That's the name of the church and, folks, this church is in a town with a population of two thousand.
Here is a photo of my backpack with wet socks hanging from it. You can also see the scallop shell given to me by Clif.
You can also see that I have tied my boots to my pack because I walk in my Crocs.
That's a picture of Scout the wonder dog after a night of heavy drinking.
On Sept 16th walked to Nájera and everything was full because of so many pilgrims there. A nice Spanish lady took pity on me and called a truck stop out on the highway that had rooms to come pick me up. The room was clean with private facilities and I got a great night's sleep.
The next day I took a cab back to Nájera and got back on the Camino. I walked with 2 nice ladies from New Zealand, a Naval Academy grad,Marine Corps track, and Howard from N.Y. who is a professional photographer doing a coffee table book about the Camino. I may have to put a lien on his book because I loaned him 50 E. and he hasn't paid me back yet but I think he will. I haven't seen him in several days.He is behind me.
I have been walking in La Rioja, the major wine growing region of Spain.
This vineyard worker will earn his denarius. This picture was taken early in the day.
Peregrino shelter and Howard.
Yours truly and Santo Domingo de Calzada where I spent the night. The next day,the 18th, I made it to Belorado where I got the email about Clifford. This is the church where I went to pray for my friend.
This translates as"He is risen and he lives among us".
Santiago was there too.
After I composed myself I went to the town square and was sitting on a park bench when Anna Rose walked up and started talking. I soon told her about losing Clif and she showed genuine compassion and sympathy. We talked for at least an hour and she was a true Camino angel. Thank you Anna Rose. And thank you Lord for sending her.
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