Hello everyone – at last I have some more news …..
The campervan is now named Shanti (peace within) and thanks to Jayne Doyle for the inspiration on that.
I left Blighty on 17 June by ferry from Plymouth to Santander in Spain to meet a friend who had just finished the Camino. I am not a sailor but I have to say the crossing was pretty good.
We left at 1600hrs and after a scrummy dinner I went to my cabin (when I booked they asked me if I would be willing to share with other women – well I didn’t have a problem with that and saved a whole lot of money and the best of it was I was on my own in a four berth cabin because no one else booked!) and slept the best part of the night.
In the morning I had breakfast with a lovely retired couple, he was hard of hearing and it really brought back memories of the time when I struggled to hear what people were saying, (the wife did most of the talking) when you find it difficult to hear you don’t tend to join in conversations because you have to keep asking what people are saying and people aren’t sympathetic to deafness. Anyway she started to talk about some friends of hers, a couple – the husband has Parkinsons and the wife is finding it very difficult to cope – I have been sending healing ever since and would ask you to have them in your healing thoughts too – Gwen and George.
We docked in Santander at 1230hrs the next day. Those of you that know me will have heard me saying – I do not like Spain ….. Well I take it all back – Northern Spain is absolutely stunning. Parts reminded me of Austria with beautiful trees and mountains, unfortunately I didn’t stop to take any photographs as I needed to get to Donostia San Sebastian where I had booked into a campsite, only for one night.
What a beautiful city, very grand almost Parisian with wide tree lined boulevards. The trees all had their branches joined forming beautiful shaded walks along the river (see photo of the river and of the magnificent ornate bridge). There were old parts of the city were you felt as if you were in the 1930’s and other very new parts very modern.
From Donostia San Sebastian I followed the coast road along the Cote Basque and the Cote d’Argent to Cap Ferret in France and stayed in a camp site called Truc Vert a truly lovely site set in a pine forest, which enveloped you in warm, sweet smelling energy.
It was a 5 minute walk to the beach which was spectacular, miles and miles of golden sand, the sea was turquoise with enormous waves capped with white foam interspersed with black suited surfers who planed their way towards the sand. I stayed here for 5 nights because the weather was glorious and I felt my battery becoming recharged. (see photo of the beach at sunset and the walk-way onto the beach [Jayne if you are reading this it reminded me of the postcard on your mantle!]).
I took a walk one day and walked through the forest to the other side of the peninsular and found myself in a very affluent village, the houses were truly imposing, and there were not two alike. I eventually found myself in a fishing port and treated myself to a typical menu of the day, I was quite close to Bordeaux and the red wine was scrummy!
I hope you are all well and keeping in touch with one another doing Reiki shares and the like. Lots of love to you all. Be in touch again soon xx
