It has been a rather busy week of Rome-ing (finally being done with roaming), of travelling, graduating, and much more. Without beating about the bush, I must confess that I’ve not finished my reflections on the walk, and so the final final instalment of the blog will be delayed to next week. Sorry!
A little anecdote:
I had some trouble in trying to bring back my pilgrim walking stick from Rome, on my budget flight to Gatwick. At the airport, the Italian security seemed convinced it was some sort of blunt weapon, and thus enjoyed watching me trying to squeeze it into my backpack, for check-in (now oversized for sure…).
I emerged very hungry at Gatwick airport (I accidentally also checked-in my wallet…). It took a while to find my baggage belt, and just after I did, I heard someone say: “well that’s a bit of an odd thing to transport.”
A solitary four-foot-long wooden stick, sans label, sans tag of any kind, was chugging along the belt around the hall, and drawing quite a bit of attention.
21. Almost There…
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