Wed. Sept. 03.09.08 - IrelandBy the end of a day’s walk the body is both strong and weak; the mind relatively peaceful and appetite normal. There is a tendency at least for myself to eat more when I am indoors. There seems to be nutrients in the outside air that allows you to sustain for a long period.
Speaking of eating, I had succeeded in turning on my traveling companion monks to what I call Canwalk wraps. Tortillas with cream cheese, herbs and fresh veggies are the ingredients.
The routine walk was pleasantly broken with intermittent catnaps and interviews. Two papers from Newry and one from Dundalk sent reps for questions. One fellow Chris was so intrigued which was demonstrated by his queries. Those moments are always stimulating when a keen interest is shown.
The public had been responsive, motorists and pedestrians. The weather was nasty. Strong winds, rain, little sun.
And here is something you may have heard or read before. It’s so appropriate.
The Irish Blessing:
May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind always be at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And the rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
Author Unknown
40Km
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