Je suis arrivee! I am now in St. Jean Pied de Port. I would have been here yesterday, but the airline had trouble getting my backpack to me. They finally delivered it early this afternoon at my hotel in Bayonne and I was able to catch the train to St. Jean. It is really great being beack here, and for some reason there is this wonderful but strange sense of familiarity. Iin a very odd way, the past year seems like it was just an interlude or intermission; time spent in passing until I could return to the rest of my journey. Now that I am here, I am filled great expectation of the adventures and encounters that God has in store for me. I have already met some very nice people, and last night as I went to bed there was a display of fireworks taking place over the church in Bayonne. Tomorrow early, I head out over the Pyrenees to Roncevalles. Not only is it the beginning of the Camino Frances, it is also the most difficult stage. It is a straight climb up the Pyrenees and I will need to carry all food and water supplies for the day, since there really are not places to re-stock until I descend into Spain. It should take me about 8 hours to make the journey. It's great to be back and I look forward to keeping everyone up to date with how things are going. There will be greater access in Spain to internet than there was in France. I leave you with the Song of the Pilgrims that I learned in France: Tous les matins, nous prenon le Chemin; Tous les matins nous allons plus loin. Jour apres jour la route nouw appelle. C'est la voix de Compostelle. Ulreia, Ultreia, Esus e la, Deus adjuta nos. Every morning we travel the Chemin; Every morning we go farther along. Day after day, the the path calls us; It is the voice of Compostelle. All the way to Santiago. All the way to Santiago (rough translation, no one really knows the origin of this word or how to translate it.) Jesus is there, God (can't figure out the origin or translation of this word. It might be somethig to the effect of God "goes with" or "joins") us. A bientot! Love, Marcelle