I’m no astronomer but what I think we’ve been watching in the wee hours of recent mornings has been the beginning of the annual August Perseid Meteor Shower. We were up at a quarter till, and walking by a quarter past 4 a.m. this morning. That gave us three and a half hours of walking before sunrise. I say we because six of us have joined forces day by day. It’s all calculation. It’s hard finding yellow arrow way marks by flashlight and getting lost will be punished by extra hours of walking in later day heat. It’s pleasantly cool before dawn and even into the mid morning. And the early morning star lit canopy above is brilliant.
Michelle Obama is in Malaga and to judge by the favorable on-the-street comment, we Americans are for the moment popular in Spain. My companions over six days have included a hardy truck driver, an ebullient young house painter, an Irish Literature professor, his son an animal husbandry expert, and the German trio. We had coffee together walking through Zafra, a town of 15,000, this morning and reached Los Santos de Maimona (KM 161) in company by early afternoon.
