Pleasure to the Ears

The time was five fifty in the morning, when everybody was still sleeping from the previous night of partying. And in the albergue in a small town of Puente La Rena, pilgrims are already readying themselves for another day of walking. I am just one of them. But this morning was a little different. Just as Kate, Perry, Paul and myself approach the outskirts of the town planning to start our little journey, we came across a group of choir preparing to sing. It was of pure coincidence that we met them, but it was a blessing anyways. Their voices were beautiful and the song clear. I was awakened and freshened. It was a good walk.