All journeys have an endpoint, a final part, and now I embark on this one.
Approximately 2 weeks in Portugal were followed by the scattering of my grandmother’s ashes in the river. She was named for one of India’s rivers, after all.
2 trains will take us back to Birmingham, then a bus to home. I am tired, so very tired…but the experience has an end.
*feeding the ducks and swans post ash scattering