I am kind of wrestling with this book... And I'm trying to keep this post short.
After 200+ pages the author finally meets a collection of fellow hikers (maybe cyclists, also) with whom he enjoys a nice evening. In earlier pages almost nothing about interactions with other walkers/pilgrims except the nearly dismissive and snarky mention of those he met in Reims (this part of
@jgpryde's post). His experience in this regard is so very different from mine, where the intereactions with others has really been the thing I have enjoyed most about hiking the Camino routes.
I personally left Catholicism about 55 years ago and have never looked back. But in this book Egan, a lapsed Catholic of some years, seems to be drawn back to it (Catholicism) again and again as he transits the VF and dives deeply into the historic abuses foisted upon non-Catholic peoples by the union of the church hierarchy and royal heads of city states or geographic entities.
The author has now crossed into Italy where he has some language ability and his outlook seems to have become sunnier. I look forward to seeing where his journey of the mind takes him. And me.
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