Day 08 - Socks and Sandals...

Not my feet, but pretty close!

I got lost!  If you hadn´t ever noticed Alan´s legs are about 5 times the length of mine.  This boy can walk fast.  I cannot walk fast.  My legs are short and tubby and I have been reduced to walking in socks and sandals for some days (although today I was back  in my boots).  This is due to my feet swelling up BIG TIME and some of my toe nails changing colour and threatening to fall off (which they haven´t).  Anyway....  Alan usually walks a little ahead of me, finds a nice spot in the shade, gets a pedicure and they I shuffle along, we say nice things to each other and then repeat the process. 

On the way into Lorgono, I was shuffling along and didn´t see Alan in the shade up ahead.  Hmmm, I thought, he has finally lost his patience and has gone a little on ahead.  So I walk some more....  An hour passes and no Alan....  I´m not so annoyed anymore, just a little worried.  I walk 'quicker'.... two hours later, no Alan.... I get a bit panicky....  3 hours later I´m close to tears, I use my not so hot Spanish and describe Alan to some locals who are chilling by the path (Barbar means beard which is kinda cool)... anyway, I get to the outskirts of town and I'm tired, hungry and hot and freaked out (we hadn´t been more than 30 minutes apart on the whole trip till this point) I walk into the pilgrims office and burst into tears (how embarresing).  Google translator is the best thing EVER, they ring every hostel in the land and then the ring the Spainish police!  About an hour passes (which contained one false sighting, 'an English doing his shopping' does not equal 'Alan Worman, 35, beard and tall'... eventually we found each other and gave the other pilgrims quite a show as there was ALOT of crying and hugging and then more crying and hugging.

Turns out I got lost as I was staring at my sexy socks and sandals and didn´t see the MASSIVE yellow arrows telling me which way to go.  Alan went looking for me and the rest is history.

I´ve never felt the need to ask Alan how much he loves me, I never really made a pie graph of how much I love him - after this day I´m pretty confident I´ll never need too.