I’m walking with my wife and our 7 year old daughter. We shared a bunk room and had dinner in Orrison with the German Pelegrina and her sister. They were celebrating their recent transition to their pension years and SO excited to be walking. I’ll never forget the two of them waking up early that first morning, whispering and giggling in their bunks, as we all began to stir… this wasn’t her first Camino. She had biked the French way in years past. Her sister was new to the Camino. We passed them a few times the next day and then moved on ahead… we received a terrible text while in Pamplona from other friends that were a stage behind and were a part of the efforts to save her. We’ve lit a candle at the cathedral for her and she’s been on our minds ever since. Life is so precious and fragile. Buen Camino amigos