What’s Love Got to Do with It?

What’s Love Got to Do with It?

I packed up and walked out of the small (2 rooms 16 beds) auberges in Zubiri, and across the street to the cafe where I had ran into Kento for I think the 2nd time last year. (Kento was the “Zen Coyote Patron Saint of the Camino” for those who were along for the ride...