11th July 2008
Smitty had presented me with a gift before I left. I decided to open it at Barrajas Airport in Madrid and do so with her on the phone in the UK, so that she was able to hear my reaction. Ths gift was a remarkable photographic scrapbook of our story since getting engaged. It was created to give me company on my journey. If that was the intention, not only did it succeed, it also served to spill a huge tear down my cheek. I was really moved. It’s so cool. I love it! And to think of the effort she must have gone to. Once again, I’m left wondering what the hell I’ve done in previous lives to deserve this beautiful woman.
Back on the plane
My great fortune to sit next to a Spanish speaker for the 14 hour…yes 14 hour flight to Santiago. Her name was Francisca. Our conversation was limited, stilted, but it did begin to remove the dust and rust off my Spanish.