Pre- Camino lessons

It's amazing how I am already learning lessons that will aid my journey which begins next Monday. Lesson no. 1 "Where, O where did my little pack go? O where, O where did it go?" YVR? YYC? LHR? but not Manchester! I admit I was a little panicky - all those weeks of planning packing and repacking was all MIA. The man at the BMI info center was very optomistic. I'd get it by noon on Sunday! Thank God!he was almost right. It showed up on the doorstep at 5pm. Lesson no. 1 - be calm - don't panic! Lesson no. 2 - things may not go as planned. Sunday we headed to the hills with Maggie's ashes. The wind was blowing - the rain coming down sideways. 15 of us attempted to get out of the cars. Opening the doors was a challenge. Hanging on and staying on the path were more. Yuri at 2 years old was the first to protest. Yumae at 7 was a trooper. But less than 100 meters along the path we abandoned our mission. Maggie would have though we were nuts to even try! REturned to the cars - soaked through. The return home was another challenge - trees down all over the place. Back home - a cup of tea and a feeling that the time will be right somewhere in the future to release Maggie to the hills. All will be well.