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| Dinner with The doctors from SF, Juan and Maria |
I had some time to kill before dinner. I stopped by the ATM. Then I toured three supermarkets. I love to visit foreign supermarkets. I like to shop for groceries. I find it extremely interesting to look at the shelves containing interesting and different things. The cuts of meat are completely different. Very satisfying for me.
Then Jane and I went to the Burgos museum. It’s just up the street from our apartment. They had some pretty cool stuff from the local area. Some of it dated back to the 800s. Lots of carved stone and religious objects and paintings. The museum exhibits carried on through the present. It was definitely worth the one euro
Justin’s decision. Jane and Justin were supposed to take bus tomorrow to skip ahead on the Camino. They have to be in Santiago early. Jayne has urged Justin to just continue walking, while she goes on ahead.
I think he is extremely immature. I don’t think it’s a good idea. However, he’s a 24-year-old grown ass man.
I get the impression that he is very socially awkward. He has become close to Lea. I believe that Jayne thinks that Lea is good for him. She probably is. I suspect that he’s never had a girlfriend. I doubt there’s anything romantic going on between them. I can understand why he would want to stay near her. She is kind and delightful.
I worried that he will be dependent on me. I already feel responsible for Lea. I don’t want to feel responsible for him.
Lea and I have lodging booked through Sunday. He has nothing booked. It’s not easy to find a place to stay. I suppose if he actually goes the Camino will provide for him.
I still think he’ll chicken out before morning. Off to dinner. I’ll report back later.
My text to Jayne: I am worried about Justin. I don’t want to have to take care of him. He will need to be independent. I understand his motivation for continuing. I worry that he may not be independent and mature enough to handle it on his own.
We are getting up and leaving at six am.
Love
the bear

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