One of my fondest memories of the Spanish Camino in 2013 was an afternoon in Leon. We had been walking for about two weeks and Leon was going to be a rest day. It is a beautiful city with an old town to die for. We had met many people during the fortnight some walking faster and some slower. That is the way of the Camino. As we walked down the main medieval street, a cobbled lane with shops and Cafes, we saw a familiar face. Iain, our companion for many days, was relaxing with a coffee and chatting with fellow pilgrims. He welcomed us to his table and we met even more pilgrims. Irish Joe, Spanish dad, Ross, Christa, Spanish mum, Iain and Clare Cafe-gate continued We three stayed at that table for the next two or three hours as more old friends wondered up to our table with surprise in their eyes. Also the way of the Camino is that people join you and people leave. A few days before "Cafe-gate" we had said a sad farewell to Zora, our friend from Czechia. Zo...