Old home week at the cathedral

Pentecost-- many people speaking in many different languages-- so resonant with our experience here!
We were able to go to the cathedral for mass this morning, and see many fellow pilgrims. It was a very special event also, because we saw our friend Glenn, the semi-retired doctor, who is also a deacon in his Parrish in Wisconsin, up in the circle around the altar, and I got to receive communion from him! He also got to help put incense in the big silver pot they swing so dramatically at the end of mass. I was able to go up behind the altar to touch the golden cloak of the statue of StJames, also. Andy got good photos. We visited with many of our companions of the way. We had a lovely lunch of paella at a restaurant close to the cathedral. Then we went on the bus to the airport to see about car rentals. It costs an extra 1k to take the car across a border, so we got a deal to return it in San Sebastian. I will take the bus back to Biarritz from there. Then we headed to the beach at Muxia. Walking on the lovely beach here was like a miracle-- a perfect end-of-the-day for us, to wiggle our toes in wet sand , and watch the sun go down over the western sea. My feet are so happy to have been in the ocean again at last! Sending love to all, & prayers of deepest gratitude!