I began Camino 2.0 today, taking off from SFO in the morning light. Out the window across the aisle I could glimpse the City shining in the sun, and the Golden Gate Bridge. Always a pang leaving the Bay Area. Hale got up way too early to drive me to the airport in the dark. No traffic at 4:30 a.m., and the lighting of the new Bay Bridge Tower and cables was stunning.
Today is the Feast of St. Francis, Patron Saint of San Francisco. It seems like a good date to start. I just read that Francis himself walked the Camino!
I will remember him and the 13th century conditions when I start to complain about the bunk beds in the albergues.
I’m doing laps in the Atlanta airport before my flight to Madrid.
Buen Camino! Here’s some art in the airport of some very American Saints.