After yesterday's post in the rather writery bar overlooking the harbour, La Espiral is buzzing ... Fatima has arrived and offers her usual warm embrace ... her daughter Eva, having inherited and acquired her mother's ways ... Michele basking in the beauty of it all ... Simone smiling and translating ... customers for the private room, Ron and Sara, from Israel ... soup for supper cooked and served by Simone ... Pierre arrives in perfect timing, a proper pilgrim (concept to be further examined) from St Malo ... dorm mate for the night and fortunately snore free ... philosophy goes deep with Ron, not identifying as pilgrim but challenging everything ... apparently rejecting religion in any form as dangerous ... along with ongoing conciousness ... baby and bathwater issue here, but much to be discussed, including the question of what is consciousness anyway ... continued this morning at breakfast as all sorts of questions are examined ... title of today's blog points to shared understanding of importance of living fully in the present moment where we are ...
At the bus stop Vitor, Judith and Ana await the Santiago bus, en route to Valenca and Viana do Castelo ...
After laundry off for vitamin D top up, mission to find some pilgrims arriving from Cee. .. Simone requests a beautiful female, though why he feels the need for a go-between, given his youthful good looks, many languages, massage skills and sociability is another question ... shared with him upon return ... at posh bar with view of sea and Way, two tourists approach via terrace, raced via side entrance where cheery Buenos Dias is ignored by barman fully focused on other customers ... unoffended blogger takes adjacent table, begins your post patiently while their order is taken, served, amended to add ice to white wine, change cola to zero sugar (as if that may be less toxic) ... request for coffee given and received with smile, relationship later cemented with compliment on ambience ... beautiful young pilgrim offered La Espiral card, though not handsome Italian ... she doesn't show ...
Back for lunch with the family, joined by Leopold from Vienna and Olivier from France ... Pierre too, though he checks out later ... out again to closer ambush spot, though pilgrims fewer ... back along beach for feet treat in the sea, then Billy, Moya and Darragh appear, offer beer ... arrived today and heading for lighthouse later...some philosophy before they return to Hotel Miramar ... home for deep discourse with Fatima on love, life, death, parallel universes, our opportunity to create them ... all in the context of her smoking, her father's serious illness, her test of equanimity in challenging circumstances ... out for more writing, first draft disappears hmmm ... home for supper, prepared by Sara ...no young female pilgrims for Simone ... just three old men so far ...
As for Muxia, Coruna, Camino Ingles ... all other universes ... here and now it's La Espiral, a world of love dreamed up by Fatima and friends ...
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