Traveling - Again…

There’s a moment when you collapse into the plastic airport chair and exhale all the air you’ve been holding on to for days, weeks, months, maybe years. You are now committed to the audacious journey you’ve spoken of, planned too much for, not planned enough for, taken a risk and jumped into. For those walking the first time, it’s the unknown you worry about. For those walking a second or third time, it’s the excitement of returning, and the trepidation that it will somehow be different than what you remembered. As you sit there, ticket in hand, you secretly hope someone might notice your pack and ask the question, “Are you walking the Camino?”