James and his new friends were lost. They hadn’t found a yellow arrow in over two hours since leaving behind <town with the famous monument which inspired a famous book>. And they couldn’t see any house or habitation, just woods with multiple paths cutting across. They passed by a pond in a marbly rock outcopping, which would have been tempting to bathe in, but not in these circumstances.
None of them were getting any 3G data in their phones. They followed the sun using cardinal points for a while, but it began getting dark and it would be difficult to continue without any reference.
Jose lit a cigarette and complained “We should have stopped for the day after visiting the <famous monument>.” Mandy added, “Yeah James, we were counting on your experience so we thought we’d accompany you for a bit.” The two of them had begun the camino a couple of days before.
Half a kilometer later they reached a fence-less orchard with apple and pear trees. On a little hill behind, just below the setting sun, was a farmhouse with a car and tractor parked outside. The trio walked up to the house. James knocked on the door.
The farmer who lived there opened the door. Hardly had James begun explaining, that the farmer said “yes, yes, I know you are pilgrims on your way to Santiago de Compostela and you got lost because of the insufficient waymarkers.”
-“I was wondering if you would let us-”
-“Feel free to sleep here for the night. And help yourselves to the apples and pears from the trees.”
-“Thank you, sir! You are most kind.”
-“You are most welcome. Tomorrow morning, I will send my son with you to guide you to the nearest waymarker from where you can find your way.”
James was like “hey, that’s exactly what God said to the prophet Isaiah.”
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