One week ago today we started flying back home from Madrid after our Portuguese Camino. It was a very hot day in Madrid, and even more hot when we stood over in Doha.
Flying into South Africa we landed smack bang into winter. And since stepping off the plane, it feels like we are in a permanent cold front in our home town. It was extremely cold so far relative to our normal weather.
On the Camino you had the daily task of walking, looking for coffee or beer, looking for a meal, and arriving at your accommodation. It was good not being too in touch with the daily reality of life in South Africa these days. People along the route were friendly, and happy to see you there. No worries, to just keep walking every day…
And then we came back..