hi again

It´s 5 am and instead of listening to my neighbors snore, I thought I´d come talk with you. I forgot to tell you a few things. Two days ago we walked by a huge farm with at least a million sheep inside a barn. The noise coming from that barn is the same as in my room right now. This comes under the be careful of what you wish for-- I wanted more people and good Lord I´ve got them.
OK. The stories. Dominique is an amazingly generous person. He is always clearing the path to make it easier for someone to come behind him. Or if we find blackberries, he takes a few so others will find some. Well, yesterday he was making a little temple of rocks (cairn?) to make the path more obvious. He picked up a rock and under it was the most beautiful cross, the kind that is attached to a rosary. It is two sided with the christ figure on the front and on the back an image of Mary. Mary lifts off and there is a place for a picture or something. It is greenish from oxidation, but the design is awesome. There is no-one I know who would treasure that cross more than Dominique. This is the first really unbelievable thing I have seen on the camino, though I hear it happens all the time.
The second thing it not so lofty. It has to do with a bull fight. I have never seen one. In Sanguisa two nights ago there was a festival with a bull fight. We decided to go. We arrived at 5 for a 5:30 start. Everyone was dressed in white with red scarves around their necks. There were carrying baguettes and coolers and bottles of wine. We sat down and watched the preparation of the ring. It was a really small one, and had puddles from the downpour earier in the day. For two hours we watched the preparation and listened as people cheered the tractor. The sky kept getting darker and darker and then just black with ominous clouds. Soon, the announcement came that the fight would be cancelled until a week later and everyone would get their money back. Hurrah for the bull, hurrah for me not receiving bad karmah by watching a bull die, and hurrah for all the others who got to go to another party next week.
Note to Chuck and Kathy. There is no doubt that I have become a flashlight person. We get up in the dark, now 6:30 and leave by 7:15. The D´s are both type A and competitive. I am happy to go too. I am always awake at that time, so why not go outside?
Ginny, I loved the story about Troy. Poor Darwin.
Also, you might have noticed I walked off the map up above. Alison is going to try to find another of the next 670 kilometers. If you like, you can google The way of St James or Camino de Santiago and find information too.
One last thing. The night before last their were about 12 people staying together. The Italian family and Dominico decided to make pasta for whoever wanted to have dinner together. There were 9 people from 7 countires, Spain, France, Austria, Ireland, Italy, America, Germany. ( The wine cost 2.2 euro.
OK. Bye again. It´s alost 6 and I have to wake my buddies. Have a good day.
Mary