Parador Pilgrim

My blip was sorted when P unexpectedly called in to lend me this Camino book which is written by the Godmother of a mutual acquaintance. I had almost forgotten about the Hemingway connection, and her account of Roland and Charlemagne is one I should have read 3 months ago.
I swapped yoga for Pilates this morning, hoping the emphasis on core work will temper the small issues I’ve been having with my back. I liked the teacher who noticed and corrected errors. And to save time I ran on the treadmill.
Tricky afternoon so Penny’s visit was very welcome.