Chapter 13: Out Over the Atlantic

A chance encounter leads to a Sunday dinner at the home of strangers - and lesson in how to convince someone to get up from the table and walk the Camino with you.

Up ahead, of me I spot an elderly couple walking their dog on the asphalt path. They are in their mid-seventies. I approach the couple from behind, excuse myself, and ask them for help. They turn around, and stare at me like a ghost. For a moment, they don’t say anything. They just stare. And then it dawns on me.

They know me.

I know them.

I know their dog.