I met a guy in Santiago and we shared a few beers. He was really filthy, wearing a dirty old suit and was barefoot. I think he was a pilgrim (seen him before on previous visits to Santiago), he was very religious and carried a bible in his hand most of the time, which he quoted from frequently. He was extremely intelligent and spoke quite a few languages, could not tell where he was originally from though. He was a suffering alcoholic. He wasn't poor, he had money to burn.
I met up with him again later and we decided to go out for the night, after meeting up with his mate. His mate would be what we would describe as an old fashioned tramp. Filthy and in rags, absolutely skint, with a beautiful smile on his face. He never once spoke, he may have been mute, and his friend said he had never heard him speak. So no idea his story. His was a funny and wonderful man, good company, a real gentleman He may not speak a word but he was like a mad comedian, and a very happy soul. We paid for his night out, and I was glad he came.
Around 3 am we all cracked up when in a very strange nightclub, all of us dancing away, we found we were in a gay bar! We stayed, were made very welcome and had a cracking night! Best night out in Santiago I have ever had (so far)!
Never found out about them though, and I wonder what was their stories. Anyone ever met the guy in a suit?
He also mentioned the guy living in the tent on the way towards Finisterre, but for the life of me cannot remember what he said. It could even be him I suppose.
Hope I see them again!
Davey