…with my husband, who I had found on a trip to Kasakhstan on a horse, and six children. I was cooking for pilgrims there!
I knew I had been here before.
So in Miraz I thought I would drive there in Bruno (my campervan) after and go and see the place, but something felt wrong.
After a bit of a woo woo time with a couple of lovely pilgrims exploring our dragons I realized…
… I was meant to visit there but I needed to walk there.
After a chat to Juan Carlos it fell into place. He said - you are walking from your current home to your old home. That was it!