
11/7, Saturday.
Went to
Diwali festival in Seattle Center, ~4:30pm.
Still a lot of people.
I arrived at the end of some drumming performance.
Only got to see the choir of Swaranjali school.

A lot of people, maybe due to the free vegetarian meal offered on site, or maybe a Kraken game just finished.
Quite some vendors, hanna painting on the hands, paper flower making ...

I found this spice recipe, which may be useful.
2nd floor has 3 baby cows from
Goloka Farm in Redmond. They are a hit with kids. A long queue to pet them.
At 7pm, I went to a potluck at St James' outreach center, organized by the
Puget Sound chapter of the American Pilgrims.
I brought a bag of mandarines. Since I already ate, only tried the soup with baccala, and one slice of the 3
Santiago cakes, because it was made by a lady on my table. She just came back from her walk in October.
About half of the people here are retired. Very few hadn't walked.
There're 3 who walked Camino Primitivo this year, and I chatted with one of them, Anne, who walked in August!
She and I are, maybe, the only people who did get the camino bug.
The organizers announced their regular events (2nd Sunday walks, 4th Friday coffee, beer chat),
hospitalero training. One lady mentioned that they once did Olmstead Park walks, spaced over a few months. That sounds interesting.
They'll do another Camino 101 at REI next Feb.
That's actually how I got onto walking my camino this year.
We sang 3 songs at the end. I had never heard of any one.
The first song is
Somewhere Along The Way, by Dan Mullins.
The 2nd is a French song, during which the light went out.
A storm was brewing outside.
The 3rd is
I'm gonna be 500 miles, by the Proclaimers. Here's the lyric:
When I wake up, well, I know I'm gonna be l'm gonna be the man who wakes up next to you
When I go out, yeah, I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
If I get drunk, well, I know l'm gonna be l'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you
And if I haver, hey, I know I'm gonna be l'm gonna be the man who's havering to you
CHORUS: But I would walk five hundred miles And I would walk five hundred more Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles To fall down at your door.
When I'm working, yes, I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you
And when the money comes in for the work I do I'll pass almost every penny on to you
When I come home (When I come home), oh, I know l'm gonna be l'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I grow old, well, I know l'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's growing old with you
CHORUS: But I would walk five hundred miles And I would walk five hundred more Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles To fall down at your door.
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da) Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da) Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
When I'm lonely, well, I know I'm gonna be l'm gonna be the man who's lonely without you
And when I'm dreaming, well, I know I'm gonna dream I'm gonna dream about the time when I'm with you
When I go out (When I go out), well, I know l'm gonna be l'm gonna be the man who goes along with you
And when I come home (When I come home), yes, I know l'm gonna be l'm gonna be the man who comes back home with you
I'm gonna be the man who's coming home with you
CHORUS But I would walk five hundred miles And I would walk five hundred more Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles To fall down at your door
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da) Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
Da lat da (Da lat da), da lat da (Da lat da) Da-da-da dun-diddle un-diddle un-diddle uh da-da
It was a welcoming and cheering evening. The light never came back.
I walked out and into the storm outside.