The testimony of a good retreat is whether you feel refreshed or exhausted at the end. Well, we're back home now and I'm totally rejuvenated. We hit it hard and the travel home was long, but our time in Spain with the boys was the funnest adventure I've ever been on.
Some people have asked how we got to know Gerardo and Gonzalo. Well to be honest, we never even talked to them until two days before we saw them. Last summer Gerardo reached out to me wanting to spend a summer interning on a ranch in Wyoming. That'd be great, I said, and we stayed in conversation. Well as the summer drew close, the borders were closed for him to make the trip. There is always next year we thought. In prayer, however, the inspiration came for me to go over there. So I turned to my trusty sidekick Kurt and we started to plan. Our major obstacle was that the Spanish borders were closed as well, but there was hope that they would open sooner than the US. With all our ducks in a row, we waited till the two week mark to make our final decision. That morning Gerardo emailed and said they were still closed and it looked like it was a no go. One hour later, he emailed back and said they just opened, let's go! Thanks Blessed Mother.
St. Teresa of Avila once said, show me your friends and I'll show you yourself. Well if I'm anything like these young men I'm doing alright.
Our last day in Barcelona we spent on the Mediterranean Sea fishing, boating, swimming, snorkeling, wake boarding, and of course cliff jumping.
No shoes, no shirt, no problem.
Your future is bright Ol' son. And I hope to some degree I'm a part of it.
On to the next one.
Nice Country blessed by God!!!!
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