Okay I´m back, I got some more change.  You get 15 minutes on a computer for 50 euro, and it is faster for me than typing on my iphone.   The walk today had a different beauty.  Harsh in one way, almost similiar to the South West with mountain ranges in the distance.  When I see those I wonder if I will be crossing them at some point.   Another lesson is to alway look back from way you´ve been and then turn around and move forward.  It is amazing to look behind and see how far we´ve walked.  There are numerous times when you can see the trail and pilgrims strung out all along  in the distance.  Yesterday in Los Arcos I went to the local catherdral in the square and was in awe of its beauty.  Very very ornate with gold filigree everywhere.  I went to the special Pilgrims mass where they call up all the pilgrims walking the Camino and the priest offers a blessing for our safe journey.  When I first when into the church the bells were pealing and the plaza was full of locals and pilgrims dining outside and when I came out an hour later it was still packed with people.  The alburgue we stayed in last evening was Okay, but Connie a woman from Canada who has joined Gay and I on our walk, was bitten with bed bugs.  I didn´t have any bites, but today I sprayed my sleeping bag with a rather aromatic organic spray.  Awhile ago I went out to try to use the pay phone to call my mother, yes they still have them, of which I am grateful as att has failed me, and after we stopped to have some refreshment at a bar.  There were three of us sitting at a table with our feet on chairs and an empty table beside us with chairs.   A local man obviously enjoying his large Brandy looked at that tabel and then went over to sit on the ledge across the walk.  I motioned for him to sit at that table and of course he assumed I was asking him to join us.  !!!  Oh dear,  Camille and her friendly ways.  It was harmless and he eventually got the message when we let him know we were planning our next day and couldn´t speak Spainish, but it was funny, be picking up old geezers in Spain.     Another image was at the end of our walk down through the old city, tired, looking for the albergue, plodding along and I look up and there is this lovely little girl in a beautiful dress blowing bubbles.  I asked her and her mother if I could take a photo and they graciously agreed.  Ah, the world is truly small and glorious.  Thank you all for your kind words, your well wishes and your support.  Knowing your thoughts  and love are wafting my way puts wind in my sails.  Love to you all,  Camille on the Camino