The day started off well enough, caught the afternoon flight from the island to Glasgow. P and J’s bus from Inverness where they had overnighted with their son was due into Glasgow central around 5pm so I headed straight for the hotel to see whether they had checked in yet. No. I wasn’t able to check in as the booking was in their name.
Two and a half hours later I was getting really worried and I had no way of contacting them (they have no mobile phone!). Eventually, after about 4 hours they arrived – their bus had crashed and they’d had to wait for a replacement.
Large glasses of wine called for – we were now all together and they were, very fortunately, and by some amazing luck or camino magic, unhurt.
Our camino can begin!