First dinner in Rome and we were lucky enough to be seated next to Vicki.
First I must mention that she was an expert at getting rid of the annoying souvenir sellers with a swift hand wave and a firm and unforgiving, “Go Away!” before casually returning to her conversation with us.
Vicki is a New Zealander who had just finished her almost 700 mile pilgrimage walk from the edge of France (the far edge) clean across Spain and into Portugal. I believe it was the Camino Frances. She is one of the best people I’ve met on my trips so far and I took these words with me once dinner was over:
“…die with memories, not with dreams…”
“There are ways and means of managing your life around a bloke…!”
“The last person to cross the finish line is the most recent winner.”
Now , it may not be the first time that you’ve heard these, but coupled with the conversation we had and the amazing dinner, it was a great way to return to a place that I already knew I would enjoy so much.
So much that our interaction with Vicki merited it’s own blog post 🙂
She returned to New Zealand the following morning. I hope she is completely enamoured with her new granddaughter, enjoying her newly renovated house thanks to her ‘bloke’ and is showered with the much-deserved admiration of her family for her accomplishments in walking across three countries.