I really don't know - I started mine early March in Moissac (France), a couple of weeks before the Spanish border and met very few pilgrims in France (you all walk at the more-or-less- same pace so you may never meet the people one day behind or one day ahead). I rather liked that (the aloneness). Other vets will have done many pilgrimages and I'm sure will join in on this subject.
Felt a bit of a conspicuous idiot at the start and for first week or so, early in the season, all my kit pristine new and my scallop shells shouting what I was (now so glad I had them). But just about everybody on the route knew what I was and they were always wonderfully polite and helpful - it is extraordinary, the complete opposite of the wary street survival techniques you have had to learn. You really do have to experience this to .. errmm ..well,
experience this. In Spain you may even be stopped in a street and asked for a blessing or asked to give a prayer at the Cathedral when you arrive.
This is a wonderful thing RoadScholar, a
wonderful thing to do. And I know that this is not a particularly cool thing to say/write - but, look, you haven't chosen to walk up a mountain, or to go coast to coast in your own country or any of the other walking activities you could be doing. Something calls you to
this. I know you hear this, - something calls you to this. I say that God calls you to this - just, please, don't forget to laugh - even when it feels terrible! The main irritability Jesus is shown to exhibit in the Gospels is when he comes up against the smug and the sure - and they never have a sense of humour, so go for the eccentric and the laughter - life is good, people are good, your feet will really ache! you will love it.
Someone recently wrote about occasionally looking at photos and remembering. Well I am a real girls' blouse about all this - few minutes chatting, here in England, and I choke up - there is just no experience like it (gulp, etc).
Anyway, fear naught about being weird or standing out - all is well, part of the process.
Le Homme Sauvage? At the beginning of the French Revolution, with the publication of the 'Rights of Man' and so on, there was this belief that if only we could return to the state of the 'Noble Savage' all would be well. A couple of ships were fitted out to sail immigrants to South Sea islands where they would practise this 'Noble Savage' enterprise and live heavenly and happily ever after - unfortunately, plan also included either eradicating or enslaving (servants are so hard to find) already existing noble savages to allow room to do this ... ah well, so my 'Wild Man', or 'Man of the Wilds' is a sort of pathetic joke on that.
The 'few lines' are only that it is 1200 + years old (maybe earlier), a grand tradition, walking in the footsteps of the past saints etc etc -
My signature? - comes from a piece of prose from a Japanese Zen Master, foolish those folks who think that their particular religious tradition is the only way to the truth! Universal, timeless, and Holy truth remains constant and is same wherever you come from.
So, quote is
"The moon & sun are eternal travellers. Even the years wander on. A lifetime adrift in a boat, or in old age leading a tired horse into the years, every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home. From the earliest times there have always been some who have perished along the road. Still I have always been drawn by windblown clouds into dreams of a lifetime of wandering."
Matsuo Basho (1644-94) Zen Abbot
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http://www.PilgrimSupplies.org
Hope to see you on the Camino - look out for my white camper van.
David