Heat stroke may have combined with something else; I’ve been feeling weird for a few days, and today while attending Sunday Mass at Canterbury I got incredibly dizzy and had to sit down, ironically at the same time as an older lady two rows in front of me collapsed, causing three ushers to rush over. While they were attending to her (she ended up OK) I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to make it, so once a path cleared I headed for the exit, stopping several times along the way to rest before I arrived back at the room, head-spinning and soaked in sweat. Whatever this is has come and gone a few random times today (although not as bad as this morning) and has me baffled, so today ended up being a rest day to recuperate before we head to Ireland tomorrow.
During the time at Canterbury I’ve been intrigued by an ancient pilgrimage route that starts here and eventually ends in Rome. I thought it would be neat to hike the 18 mile portion to Dover, but since I’ve been feeling odd decided not to push it. However, I’ve been searching everywhere for the stone that traditionally marks the start of the route. I’ve scoured every sewer cover and cobblestone around the cathedral, only to finally discover it hiding in plain sight right next to the cathedral entrance. I used to be reasonably smart, I swear it.
Funny!