I Forgot My Hiking Boots

Sometimes, as they say, “the best laid plans of mice and men” play out. Such was our day when the hiking gods chose to keep us off the trail. So we took the chance to spend precious time with the grandkids, a detour from our regular way back to the “albergue” and icy frozen concoction to dispel the heat.

It was also a gentle reminder to look beyond what you may have been planning and open your eyes, your heart, your soul to what is in the periphery. There are treasures to be found.

Remember, there is ALWAYS time to stop and smell the flowers.

Buen Camino (Americano)

“Holy” Sneakers 500

Published by themadhatter1722

An adventurous grandmother with a love of nature, creating art and learning. I'm heading on a trip of a lifetime to Spain in May 2020 with my two sisters to hike the Camino de Santiago de Compostella. This blog will chronicle our adventures.

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