Just Breathe...

Well, just hit purchase on our airline tickets...feel a bit like throwing up!  I guess this is the first time I have made this big of a decision on my own-usually Jeff plans our trips or we have been on a tour.  Andy is fine with whatever I decide, so I guess it is all me....I have a feeling this whole trip is going to be a lot of throwing my self off the cliff of Trust, so might as well start now.  One of the things I was reading this morning while trying to figure things out was a quote from St. Augustine--
The World is a book and those that do not travel read only a page...
So I put it in his hands and hit the button to purchase the tickets....then remembered that Andy's confirmation saint is......St. Augustine.   So that seems good, right?

I found this bracelet and thought it would be perfect for the trip-- I want to be able to listen to Patrick singing "Awake my Soul"  when I stand on the beach at Finisterre !  It's not a great idea to start a journey like this thinking that you won't make it-- but I've come across a couple blogs where someone, much more prepared than I, has been humbled by injuries or horrific blisters within a few days....so it is a possibility, but will try to just manage one day at a time and if we have to take a bus or a taxi for a few miles so that we make our return trip flight in time, then that is ok --500 miles and 36 days on the Camino, give or take a few is going to be a big accomplishment.  And I am already looking forward to being home by the 4th of July to enjoy the fireworks with my "Blue House Boys"