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Good greetings to you from Oviedo, Spain.  Here I sit, in a fairly large library in the old part of this city, waiting until 5pm for when the pilgrim hostel opens! Outside is market day, where little kiosks are set up with clothes and umbrellas with very cheap prices enticing the tourists to look for a good bargain. My eyes glances a few times, but what do I need? I am just a pilgrim, with my home on my back, life is simple, only carrying what I need.  It´s beautiful in its simplicity, though my trail shirt is slowly thinning, an dbeing worn away, I feel that it will carry me through to the end!

                                                                                               Day 91: Safely Insane

My social life is very active at the moment. In my dreams. No, I mean, literally – in my dreams, I am out and about and partying most nights, often with famous people. Film stars, former presidents (so far only Democrats), and sportspeople, with Posh and Becks appearing with disconcerting regularity.

Why Posh and Becks? No idea. I’d rather Johnny Depp were a regular nighttime visitor (!), but he’s been keeping a low profile dream-wise. Also people from my dim and distant past – schoolfriends and former colleagues I haven’t thought about in years unexpectedly dropping in at random to say hi.

And, of course, many of these social gatherings involve food. LOTS of food.

                                                         From August 1st
“I promised you a few guest blogs this year, to give you a break from my musings. Here is the first, courtesy of Dr Marcus Eriksen of the 5 Gyres Institute. Long-time Roz-blog readers might remember Marcus as one of the two “Hunks on the JUNK“, the bizarre craft made of 10,000 empty water bottles that I encountered between San Francisco and Hawaii in 2008. Marcus is still fighting the good fight against plastic pollution.

Over to you, Marcus….”