funny thing this pilgrimage business. you leave with the vague notion of disconnecting, elevating your soul yet the first thing you discover is your body. shoulders, a pair of arms, toes and an incalculable number of bits and bobs that suddenly begin to make themselves heard. everyone doesn't hurt everywhere but everyone has at least one ache, one sore, one challenge.
young guys are the worst as their unshakeable self-confidence and sense of competition pushes them to greater speeds and distances and ultimately straight into tendonitis or the biggest blisters known to mankind.
most pilgrims look upon any extra mileage off the waymarked path as heresy , their arch-enemy. whether as a result of getting lost or intentionally detouring, i view it as part of a richer experience for it is that extra km that leads you to some of the rarest gems, be it a cheese farm, a hidden valley or a heartwarming exchange of cultures.
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