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HEY EVERYONE! My inner nomad and I are heading out to see a small part of the world. My goal is simple; meet the people of the planet, share a story and a wee cup-a- tea and move on. Come, follow me on my grand adventure of jaw dropping landscapes, ridiculously diverse wildlife and fascinating people. Visit my blog often. I look forward to reading your comments and newsy posts. Your posts will sustain me along the way


Diary Entries

Saturday, 04 October 2014

Location: Leon, Spain

Good Morning Leon
It's early and I've already walked for over an hour watching the cafés open, the streets fill with people and the cars making the roundabout more frequently. I'm on the hunt for a perfect place to perch, enjoy the view and have breakfast . I literally stumble over a red cafe chair just waiting for me in the square wanting me to enter. The shop is glistening with hundreds of beautiful pastries. Nothing as mundane as breakfast and everything as enticing as sin. How could I resist ? The Cafe Con Leche is divine. The small circular custard tart is nested in a flowered foil paper served on Spanish glazed pottery. Layers of delicate pastry, support a whisper thin custard, four thinly sliced apples form a rosette in the centre of the liquid glaze. It's a showstopper.
I've lost control of my fork that is hastily shoveling the tart into my mouth. It's no use the pastry and the coffee have disappeared leaving me sad and lustily eyeing the display case wanting more.
I notice a growing queue . The place is quickly filling up with patrons all lining up to buy a twisted little doughnut especially made for this week. It's the feast of St. Froilan and the doughnuts are going fast. I ask the barista for half a dozen. 3.60 euros later I walk them down the grand avenue clutching them like newborn chicks. They're for the owner of my hostel Ingma a thoroughly lovely woman who speaks impeccable English. She has promised to take me to the country to pick grapes and make wine. I'm Happy Happy Happy
The Camino provides

Saturday, 04 October 2014

Location: Leon, Spain

Beautiful Leon a base for the Roman legion sprawls lazily along the banks of the Rio Barnesega. A harmonious mixture of architectural style the city nudges over making room for it all. From my hotel, I can see the old Roman wall wobbly but still standing on it's ancient footings. I turn left past the impossibly narrow lane of cafés and shops to find myself face to face with the only Gaudi building in Leon.
The Neo-Gothic Casa de Botines is as spectacular as it's controversial history. Apparently, when challenged by the city to reduce it's overall height, Gaudi merely truncated the drawings, leaving the building roofless then submitted it back to the city planners. Gaudi had made his point the construction continued encumbered. It is truly remarkable. An elegant stately edifice positioned along the main thoroughfare wetting our appetite for the magnificent cathedral. The best in Spain and second best in Europe.

Saturday, 04 October 2014

Location: Leon, Spain

Beautiful Leon a base for the Roman legion sprawls lazily along the banks of the Rio Barnesega. A harmonious mixture of architectural style the city nudges over making room for it all. From my hotel, I can see the old Roman wall wobbly but still standing on it's ancient footings. I turn left past the impossibly narrow lane of cafés and shops to find myself face to face with the only Gaudi building in Leon.
The Neo-Gothic Casa de Botines is as spectacular as it's controversial history. Apparently, when challenged by the city to reduce it's overall height, Gaudi merely truncated the drawings, leaving the building roofless then submitted it back to the city planners. Gaudi had made his point the construction continued encumbered. It is truly remarkable. An elegant stately edifice positioned along the main thoroughfare wetting our appetite for the magnificent cathedral. The best in Spain and second best in Europe.

Friday, 03 October 2014

Location: Terradillos de Los Templarios, Spain

Early Morning Walk with my Japanese Friends.
It's dark in the video because it's early in the morning . It was another red letter day on the camino.
I got a particularly early start, again in the pitch dark. It close to 6:30 and the sky is a masterful rendition of the word Compostela, filled with stars. It was a particularly stellar morning. Just as I was about to leave, a Japanese woman and her friend struck up a conversation with me. The next thing I knew we were a happy threesome all heading out into the dark together. It was a moment of serendipitous good fortune. It turns out that the three of us are all single with no children. We are also a year apart in age. 61,62 and 63 and we have all just retired. We quickly christened ourselves the three sisters communicating as well as we could, amusing ourselves to death. We laughed and sang songs that we both knew encouraging each other on the way.
Here is their rendition of a Japanese Good Morning song. It's dark in the video because it's so very early in the morning.

Saturday, 27 September 2014

Location: Meseta, Spain

The Meseta
I have now entered the Meseta. It is largely a treeless and windblown, plateau blistering hot even in September.
It's harvest time and the meseta is shimmering gold with cereal crops.
Everywhere farm machinery hums in the scorching heat gathering up summer's labour of love. Walls of hay bales stand piled tall and wide in the fields .
The road ahead retreats in dusty piles of rocks. For miles the stark and arid landscape of the Meseta stretches out into the distance allowing for an uninterrupted and clear view of the few camouflaged villages that still stand. This is the heart of Castile. I imagine a Great War with the Christians thundering across the plains conquering the Muslims.
The people of the Meseta have been defined as sober, and ascetic with perhaps a touch of visionary madness. It is in the Meseta that Don Quixote, was born. The mystical St John of the Cross, stubborn St Teresa of Avila, and El Cid.


Saturday, 27 September 2014

Location: Horillios, Spain

I started out at St. Jean Pied de Port with 785 kilometers to Santiago.
I am now in Hornillos De Camino 497 kilometers from Santiago. By my calculations I have walked 288 kilometers from my starting point.
I've walked across Navarra, La Rioja and Castilla Y Leon Burgos,
Castilla Y Leon Palencia. Tomorrow I enter Castilla Y Leon Leon.

Friday, 26 September 2014

Location: Burgos, Spain

👍☎️Museum of Human Evolution.
The home of our species. Has it really taken us 70 million years to walk, talk, run and climb?
Juan Navarro Baldeweg's light filled, transparent cube of diaphanous space takes us on a journey tracing our ancestors. This prism shaped building serves as both public space and museum. This spectacular museum in Burgos evokes the landscape of the Sierra Atapuerca and its incredible body of knowledge that has literally been dug out of the earth. The displays are in themselves a feast for the eyes in their technical engineering and visual appeal. Really marvellous. I fell in love with the building that floats in the plaza across the river.

Friday, 26 September 2014

Location: Bilbao, Spain


I have planned a segway to Bilbao see the Guggenheim which is only an hour North of Pamplona.
The Albergues in Bilbao
is very close to the bus terminal. I enter the room to find bed sheets , pillowcases, fresh towels soap, a telephone, lights and plugs by the bed. Ordinary things that seems so very luxurious when you put them in perspective . I share this room with Gretchen whom I've met on the bus.

Friday, 26 September 2014

Location: Bilbao, Spain


Getting to Bilbao

Arrived in Bilbao at around 11.00 about half an hour late as we were detained at a military checkpoint. Generally these situations warrant that we shut up get out our passports and wait patiently not speaking until we're spoken to: no asking, only answering questions as clearly and precisely without a smile until the police are done. Not the Spanish who began complaining not ten minutes after we were stopped. Several people got off the bus to have a smoke and were told to step back on, undeterred they all hung on to the last step satisfying themselves. The bus driver spoke in an audible voice to the dispatcher complaining; it was the oddest thing. When he finished, the officer, like a cheery little green cricket backed out of the bus repeating the words sorry sorry in English. Odd was not the word, it was entirely incredulous.

Friday, 26 September 2014

Location: Bilbao, Spain

Leaving Bilbao
The skies over Bilbao have been pelting rain since six this morning luckily the bustling bus terminal is immune. It's another 30 minutes before I board the bus to Panplona where I'll pick up the camino again. Life is not as rich as the grapes served up on a plastic bag on my backpack tray. They are sweet and juicy and bursting with Spanish sunlight. It's all so very good.

Friday, 26 September 2014

Location: Burgos, Spain

Burgos
I've spent much of the day walking with my pilgrim friend. Like typical tourists, our heads are turned skyward and we turn 360 degrees taking in the church spires that pierce the sky some fifty feet above. The city map dangling from our hands, we let our feet guide us down narrow roads that open up into impressive plazas; meeting place filled with coffee shops, tapas bars and great restaurants. The old city was built for people. Sidewalks take up the entire road leaving barely enough room for a vehicle to navigate single file through it's one way streets. The city is beautiful. It is full of whimsical sculptures and cobbled walkways. A river snakes below arched bridges and walkways.
My pilgrim friend and I walk for hours before we settle in for dinner which is a luxurious gastronomical break in our long journey.
We make our way back to the hotel a little inebriated but grateful for a much needed stop along the Camino.

Friday, 26 September 2014

Location: Burgos, Spain

Burgos the Albergues.
A fellow pilgrim and I have found a fabulous place. The owner is an effusive and impossibly handsome middle aged man. He is tall, gracious, so impressive in his mustache and houndstooth jacket that I can barely focus on what he's saying. Almost drooling, I blurt out to the young English speaking receptionist beside him "He is so handsome", she immediately translates and he blushes like a teenager whispering an audible thank you.
I give the reception an admonishing smile and she laughs heartily . The Spaniard, he's a hugger who kisses you on both cheeks then once again for good measure. He wants to do everything to make us comfortable. The room is twenty euros each a steal for this great city. A quick walk up two flights of stairs and we are agog at the sight of the room: pristine white sheets, well appointed bathroom with a tub a bidet, fresh towels and a view to take your breath away. The two double beds positioned side by side look out into the courtyard of the old church. The large French windows open out into the plaza that flows into the narrow road, it's hanging baskets billowing from filigree balconies. I follow the ornate light standards that disappear into the next beautiful plaza. I look at the pilgrim stranger standing beside me and declare, "I've already said yes to this room", he agrees.

Friday, 26 September 2014

Location: Burgos, Spain

Touching Down in Burgos
The Library
I can't believe our good luck. We've found a place for the night in a lovely Albergues right next to the "modernista" library. The library's glass facade stretches like a sprawling glacier along the north wall. This fourteenth century church that once served as a pilgrim hospital burned down eons ago leaving nothing but the perimeter stone walls. The walls, festooned with detailed religious iconography, and images of their rich benefactors pause only at massive arches that are the doorways into the church. The sun is shining brightly on the garden that was once the church's interior. Deep green vines with pendulous orange blooms hug the wall. A statue of a woman stands sentinel by the rose garden. A delightful slinky like, wobbly steel sculpture moves wildly when pushed, providing ample entertainment for library patrons, pilgrims and tourists alike each finding solace in this sacred space.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Location: Bilbao, Spain

Jeff Koons: Tulips.
Fun fun fun that's all I can say about Tulips.
It is a reflective stainless steel bouquet of multicolor balloon flowers blown up to a massive two meters tall and five meters across. What's not to like about it ? Pure unadulterated fun fun fun.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Location: Bilbao, Spain

Bilbao: Puppy :Jeff Koons
mega massive Puppy weaves a fine line between popular and elite culture. It reminds me of the great topiary gardens of Versailles.
This is no small puppy it's been called "A behemoth West Highland terrier carpeted in bedding plants." At over 43 feet, the scale is indeed imposing and fills the viewer with awe and delight. Entirely lovable, dignified and loyal the Puppy stands guard in front of the gallery.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Location: Bilbao, Spain

Bilbao,
A Basque autonomous land, perched on the northern tip of the Iberian peninsula Bilbao opens it's arms, offering vista views of the hydrological artery and the neighborhoods on either side of it.
On one side, affluent apartments hug the mountain side offering a magnificent view of the city. The other bank holds one of it's many treasures the Guggenheim.
Even as the train pulls into the station, I am filled with anticipation and excitement. I've heard so much about the Guggenheim , Frank Gehry's masterpiece, hailed as the most important structure of it's time . Just as I cross the bridge , it comes into sight eliciting such an extraordinary reaction that I find myself crying great big tears. In the bright sunlight , it is all I thought it would be. Unable to move, I stand transfixed, mesmerized by the flow of the building. When I am able to move I walk slowly towards it. It is a marriage of solid steel flowing seamlessly, playfully in a game of hide and seek and the massive plaza below that supports it. It literally seems to float revealing it's audacity as you move around it to your right. Then suddenly it is another entity if you walk around the building to your left. It's a feast for the eye; a work of human ingenuity, engineering prowess, architectural genius and pure childlike playfulness of the artist. I took my time walking, walking, walking hoping not to miss anything. In the plaza, two musicians were serenading the awestruck tourist like myself. I could not help but grab a young man and dance a wee waltz to the music. I was truly HAPPY knowing that it's ok to cry when faced with extraordinary beauty of any kind.


















Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Location: Espinal, Spain

Albergue Night in Espinal
At the end of our 8km trail, snuggled in the foothills of the Pyrenees we can see the village of Espinal nestled under ocher colored tiles each house hugging the other snaking up the mountain road. It's the gurgle of the water trough that welcomes you to the village. Every hamlet has a fountain, some, more elaborate than the other, each a delight for sore feet and parched palates. The bright yellow scallop shell directs us past the lavender gardens, the billowing flower boxes and the gothic church that inhabits the centre of every town where we find our beautiful resting spot for tonight. Masses of fragrant lavender bushes hug the red wrought iron fence that has long served as the stake for massive roses that bloom on thorny canes. The foothills are amass with wild flowers that sometimes make way for a garden plot, ripe with fragrant onions, rich ripe tomatoes, collard greens and scrambling beans.
I've washed and hung my laundry outside, and wait in this pristine room with five bunk beds for a pilgrim dinner that promises to be hearty and filled with the Catalonian zest for food and wine.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Location: Pamplona, Spain

Street Festival Pompano
I've followed a happy noise down the winding street and there it was banners, flags, political commentary and a whole lit of Basque bandanas calling for separation. Each of the bars has a long table filled with plates full of tapas. I get a beer and I'm told that the tapas is free. As many as you want. I walked up and down the street sampling the beer joining in the revelry. Lots of music, lots of dancing and unlimited beer and wine. Just a Saturday afternoon in Pamplona.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

Location: Paris, France

Trying To Get Going
I've been up since 6:30 listening to the sounds of birds serenading the roses in the gardens below. It was my hope to take an early morning walk then over to the cathedral to attend Sunday mass. Sadly, I am unable to leave the apartment. Curses to dry fit, curses to quick dry. There is no such thing. Oh yes, parts of my trousers I washed last night are dry but the really important parts like the crotch, the waist band and the hems have no interest in shedding their moisture. I'm trying to coax them to dry even a little more by draping them near the open balcony window. I can almost hear you asking the question Don't you have another pair? No damn it no. I'm in minimalist camino gear. One pair of pants and the other bottoms is something called a Macabee skirt. Another unnecessary purchase I could have done without. The Macabee skirt was invented by an intrepid female traveller. It's a knee length nylon affair that is water resistant , wind proof and dries easily. It has a strap between the legs that is supposed to hoist up the skirt to form instant pants. Being from India, It was clear that this "lungi" like contraption was the answer. It afforded privacy if I needed to squat in the woods, it could be used as a ground cover in case I felt like resting in the grass. It doubled as a blanket for those cold nights, it made a jolly good tent and the real selling point was that it could easily be turned into shorts with a quick clip in each side. Such a winning garment was certainly a must have for the camino. Surprisingly this all purpose "thing" was most unsuitable for the Parisian scene. I dare not wear it as I fear I will look like the many Roma women whose families have succumbed to life on the streets. I dread that someone will hand me a sandwich or an euro while shaking their heads in utmost pity at my appearance . No I'm still sitting in my underwear admiring the window boxes waiting for my pants to dry so I can meet Isabelle for a 1:00 appointment at the swanky Champs Elyees.


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From Anna Marie
Hey Carm, Just checking your blog, you are so the adventurer. Che vita bella! I look forward to seeing you upon your return. Theresa is very busy working away here at the school, thank God she spent time with you before she came here. She is well prepaired for this stint. A big hug for now, take care. AMD
Response: Hey Anne Marie yes I'm home. I had a spectacular time. I can't wait to go back. Never been happier. Would love to get together soon.
Hugs
From Romano
Hi Carm, I just gained 10 pounds reading your latest post. I'm glad you're having lots of fun and treating yourself to some 5 Star pleasures. Can't wait until you get back.
Response: Hey Ro the food at the Oriental is fabulous being treated like royalty even better just wish I had some decent clothes to strut in. Looking forward to being back
Did you do your spring urns ?
Hugs from Thailand
From Trish Cicero
Carmel, sitting with Winnie on this beautiful Florida day reading your blog. I would loved to hav e been with you at the cooking school, not so much at the yoga camp! Your writing exudes joy and I the pics you look so happy. Well done you! I loved reading the family's post and pics at Dillys. I was away from my family too at Easter and missed my girls. Will email you a pic as they are growing by leaps and bounds. Winnie says hi!
Response: Hey Trish got the picture oh my god the kids are growing so fast. Beautiful photo. It would have been so cool if you were here we could be crazy together. I'm so happy you wrote it makes me happy when I open the blog and there's a message. So good.
Keep in touch I love to hear from you talk soon
From jeff
Carm, i heard you're taking a side trip to India and Nepal. True or False?
Response: Hey Jeff sooooo great to hear from you. Was missing everyone at Easter. I'm going to try and get a visa for India it takes 6 days I'll very likely meet up with Tamarra in Nepal and go on a trek I'll keep you informed
Live you lots
From Jeff
Hi Carm, we missed you for Easter at the farm. The food was fantastic, as always. Dilly's cheesecake was sublime. Dawn made some gorgeous and ridiculously delicious cupcakes. The rest of the meal was great too, but I'm a dessert guy as you know. I had a cupcake in bed for breakfast this morning. Decadent.
Response: Hey Jeff soooooooo good to hear from you miss hearing from the rest if the family. I know you live the desserts. Way h out or they'll bite you in the ass.
I am thinking is going to Nepal and meeting up with Tamarra
Possibly a trek.
I'llley you know live you lots
From RON
hey Carm Len just announced that he is getting married on May 18 in Halifax!!!
Response: Fantastic. I am so happy for both of them. I will be back by then and will definitely attend ,
So good to hear from you Ron.
Please write more often . Love from Thailand
From Ron Preyra
Hey Carm, just catching up on your adventure. Sound like you are having the time of your life. I suspect that this will be the first of many jaunts for you. All is well here in the big smoke, we had spme decent weather today which means I got to start cleaning out the garage. Not as exciting as Khantone I know but thrilling nonetheless.
Should be a great time at Dilly's this weekend, we will be thinking about you.
Happy Easter.
Xo
Ron
Response: Hey Ron happy Easter to you to. Please give my love to everyone. It's hard to be away at the big celebrations. But I'll be back for Len's wedding . Love you Christine Kyla Cammy and the family.
From Aniko
Hi Carmel - Happy Easter!
Just catching up on your adventures - sounds like a new career in the making as a massage therapist??
Don't have facebook but can just imagine those papayas....
:)
continue to have fun!
Aniko
Response: Hey Aniko so great to hear from you. Happy Easter to you to.
You should get on Facebook even if you don't post anything you can still see the pictures . Hugs
From Q
My dear P, you are approaching the last leg of this fabulous journey. We think of you and will be so happy to see you,including all the new kilos of you that you think you have accumulated!!! LOve Q xxxoxxx
Response: My dear Q
Soooo great to hear from you.
Happy Easter. When I check for mail and I see that there is some it's like finding the last cookie in the cookie jar. Keep writing. Ask Sasha to show you my pictures. Live you lots
From Ashley
Hey Ms. Preyra! I hope you remember me! My teacher Ms. Francis told us about your adventure, so I thought it would be interesting to say hello and see how you're doing! It seems like you're having a fun time! It's nice to read all your posts! Hope you're having fun! :)
Response: Hello Ashley what a surprise to hear from you. I hope you're doing well. I'm glad you're enjoying the posts . Some of them may be inappropriate for young people please use your judgement and skip them. I hope you ate enjoying your year . Good to hear from you.
From Valerie Bizzoni
Love this! This should be a book!!!
Response: Hey Valerie I went to it right away and there you are. Soooooo
Fantastic. It's weird , I feel like a kid going to the cookie jar and finding one more cookie . Ah the thrill . Hugging you from Thailand. Xxoo
From Jeff
I heard you were heading off to India? True or False?
Response: Still not ready to come home looking for an escape hatch just till the end of April. No solid plans yet. Talking to Tamarra about meeting up in Darjeeling then a trek in the Himalayas all plans are up in the air. Will key you know when they are confirmed.
From Mareen
Hi Carm!!
Sounds like you're having a blast!! I'm having a good laugh reading your posts. They beautifully summarize your experience with a great sense of humor. I have just told my students about your trip and your blog. Hopefully they'll look into it as well. Looking forward to more stories and massages lol.
Response: Hey Mareen so great to hear from you. Friend me on Facebook and you can see the pictures. I hope my posts are kid appropriate may be they're not.
Ha ha
From Ralph C
Everyone is great,
U r an inspiration.
Next we r going to put u on that motorcycle we talk about.
Keep safe and enjoy.
Response: Ralph. There's this place called Sapa it's in northern Vietnam the scenery is so spectacular . I thought about you often because this is a motorcycle trip to die for. Unbelievable scenery and truly awesome mountains. Just waiting for you. A trip for you and your wife. VERY COOL
From Jeff
Hi Carm. We're seeing the temples at Chichen Itza today. I remember your temple tales...you chasing that thief through the streets of Guatamela. Xoxox
Response: Hey Jeff
I was watching Chrissy being pick pocketed by a seven year old child. I held the child's hand and carefully removed the wallet she was holding. She smiled and moved on. I was robbed in Guatemala that's where I chased after a fifteen year old. Gave up the chase when I discovered that the youth probably supported many street kids in the capital city. It's all about the perspective .
From ralph c
Hey Carm,
U sound like ur having the greatest time. I am really enjoying reading ur post.
Wow, sounds like a trip of a life time.
Response: Holy Hanna Ralph so great to hear from you . How are you and the rest of my friends? I'm having a great time. Right now, I'm in Thailand. So great that you write stay in touch. Hugs to all
From Isabel
Hey Aunt Carm! I'm glad you're having such a great time. Your story about the rice balls had me grinning and wincing at the same time.
We visited Chichen Itza yesterday. it was spectacular--the sheer size of the village and all the buildings still unexcavated as of yet! I was struck with a sudden desire to become an archaeologist. Also, I remembered you saying that you wanted to complete your Mayan route trip down the coast of Mexico and South America and so I was thinking of you the entire time. Hope the rest of your trip goes smoothly. I'll be waiting excitedly to hear of your next adventure!
Xo Isabel
Response: My dearest Isabel now I'm very happy because you wrote. I agree it's awesome. I'm Thailand having a great time. Thanks for reading my blog I'm very interested in your comments
Love you lots. Keep in touch
Maybe I can finish the Routa Maya with you some day.
From Sylvie
Hey Carmie: sounds like you are a veteran traveller by now. I love your story about the bootlegger. She sounds delightful! I am very impressed with your travel diary. You'll need to put them into a compilation. It makes for fascinating reading. You continue having a wonderful time.
Xo
Response: Hey Sylvie coming from a professional writer as yourself I feel greatly complemented. Not sure about the travel diary. My musings are mostly for supportive family and friends like you. Talk soon
From Jeff
I sitting in the lobby of the resort where they have free wifi and I notice that Sylvie, Isabel and me are all reading this blog. Isabel is chuckling over something, my guess is it's the post about the alms. Xoxoxo
Response: Thanks Jeff .
It's funny now but god it was brutal not sure why I didn't just pick myself up and get the hell out of there . Sounds like you guys are having a blast . Enjoy
From Isabel
Hey Aunt Carm! I'm glad you're having such a great time. Your story about the rice balls had me grinning and wincing at the same time.
We visited Chichen Itza yesterday. it was spectacular--the sheer size of the village and all the buildings still unexcavated as of yet! I was struck with a sudden desire to become an archaeologist. Also, I remembered you saying that you wanted to complete your Mayan route trip down the coast of Mexico and South America and so I was thinking of you the entire time. Hope the rest of your trip goes smoothly. I'll be waiting excitedly to hear of your next adventure!
Xo Isabel
Response: Izzy I think I got this twice double the pleasure.
Keep writing I love to hear from you . Hugs
From Jeff
I sitting in the lobby of the resort where they have free wifi and I notice that Sylvie, Isabel and me are all reading this blog. Isabel is chuckling over something, my guess is it's the post about the alms. Xoxoxo
Response: Xoxoxo live you lots
Did Adrian get my bat shit story?
Be safe enjoy
From Jeff
Hi Carm. We're seeing the temples at Chichen Itza today. I remember your temple tales...you chasing that thief through the streets of Guatamela. Xoxox
Response: Yes yes then stopped dead in my tracks when I realized that he was probably supporting a whole gang of kids. It was a time when the police had list control of the masses of homeless children . There are stories of police rounding up the kids and shooting them. Saw a couple of really horrible things in Guatemala. Then again there was a lot of beauty and a promise if hope.
From Kate
Hi Carmie,
Have been following your adventures here and on FB. Looks like you are having an incredible time! The sites in your pictures are beautiful-I'm sure even more so in person. I can't begin to imagine how humbling it must be to experience the local lifestyle and people. Looking forward to hearing the wild tales when you return. Until then, stay safe xx Love you.
Response: OMG Kate you just made my day.
So happy to hear from you.
I'm in Laos it's so chilled out .
Had a very busy day with temples, swimming in jungle waterfalls and visiting ethnic villages . Thanks for writing
Love you
From Ron
Hey Carm,
No posting for 3 days are you having too much fun??
XO
Ron
Response: Hey Ron
I'm in Laos was having a bit of connection problems . It's better now. Hope you're enjoying your break sending you a big hug
From Ian and Rosanne
Hey Carm,
We are at the airport headed on a slightly less exciting adventure than yours. The kids are excited about San Diego, mostly about Sea World and the zoo. Is SEA changing you? I have heard that the people there leave a powerful imprint on travelers; it's such a vibrant, but undeniably different cultural experience. I'm curious to see how this will affect you. BTW we sent Dawn the bike money; it looks like you have made a difference in these girls' lives even during your short time with them. What else is new :)
Losing wi fi, will get the girls to write if we have Internet at the hotel.
I read your Facebook posts in the morning at work. They make me hungry.
Love
Ian
Response: Hi Ian you truly made my day.
I'm happy to hear from you. Yes Rebecca wrote to me, she is super excited about San Diego. She's a lovely writer. I keep writing wondering if anyone is still interested in any event it's good to keep a record of my ramblings.
Cambodia is tearing my heart out. So much poverty, Di much corruption so many children on the street. Thank you for donating a bike. I hope you're enjoying the pictures. Please share the pictures with the kids. Be safe and enjoy your trip.