Half a Year On

Yesterday, Francine posted some very good ruminations on her blog about her time on the Camino.

She was far more eloquent than I on the experience, and particularly the post-Camino experience.

Honestly, after more than half a year, I’m still trying to process it. I haven’t even been able to post and catalogue all my photos yet – although I’ve finally gotten to the point where most of them are up. Every time I look at them, I get homesick for the Camino.

It was a joyful, purpose-filled time full of wonder and friendship.

It was both the deepest, and most fun experience of my life.

Hard to top that. Hard to walk away from that. Even harder to live like that every day in the so-called real world.