The change in terrain of the last three days has become significant. We had been walking over and around mountains, with a couple of days through forests, but yesterday and today has brought us through the city of Burgos and out onto the plains of Spain.
Today’s walk especially reminded me of the plains of home (South Dakota)–seeing for miles, blue skies with some fluffy clouds, heat, and rolling fields.
Did we take a wrong turn somewhere? The more I travel around the world, which really isn’t that much, I recognize how similar we all are. It reminds me of the hymn we sing in church–This is my story.