I pay extra for a private room tonight, rather than share the dormitory setting with fellow pilgrims. I rationalize the room is worth the extra cost because I will likely be crying tonight in anticipation of tomorrow. That’s when I’ll place a stone at the Cruz de Ferro (Iron Cross) as a final farewell to David. But quickly, what threatened to be a difficult day emotionally turns into one of great joy. I’m eating my rice with vegetables lunch and in walks Amy. Amy! My South Korean friend I met on the first day. We scream and laugh and hug and catch up on our travels.