I feel like Eloise at the Plaza. Or a guest at Hearst Castle. (Spain is where he got all that loot) and I swear I’m the only English speaker in the whole place. Mi Espanol is getting a work-out!





Categories: Camino, June 2013 | 3 Comments

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3 thoughts on “Parador

  1. Aida

    Thank you for this. Following your progress, one heartbeat at a time🌟💗🎶 Aida


  2. Eleanor wiley

    Good morning Beth, We prayed for you and your ankle this morning at church. Learning to own our limitations is such a task. Blessings on your journey


    • Dear Eleanor,

      Thank you so much for including me in the prayers of the people. I think you have nailed it; much of the pilgrimage is learning about our limitedness, and that our mortal, imperfect selves are enough. We’re God’s beloved as we are. Look forward to getting together with you when I return. Peace!


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