Pilgrims are much more social than New Englanders. Perhaps, when we are thousands of miles from family and friends, walking 25 miles daily with a 20 pound pack, and blisters appearing on feet and shoulders, we reach for friendship. Three friends (I have known for 24 hours), invited me for an excellent Iberian dinner last night as I was walking aimlessly around Estella at 7 pm. Today, I walked with two other friends (known for two days) separately for an hour each, we spoke of every topic. Now, I’m drinking beer with a 73 year old French paratrooper. I love the social aspect of the Camino. No worries starting a conversation with someone sitting or walking nearby.




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