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Correspondence from the Way on April 30, Reprinted from Pinewood News. Today I saw a beautiful young Italian woman laughing at the weather with snowflakes clinging to her dark eyelashes. The flakes were large and falling slowly until the intermittent wind drove them fast into our faces. Today I would have loved to have a pair. Today I also saw hundreds of yellow daffodils decorating a carpet of grass through which a small, meandering stream flowed. That was before the snow started on Les Chemins de St Jacques. Later, after the falling snow subsided for awhile, I saw four men in the forest standing, talking and laughing next to a gate in our pathway.
It seemed a good spot to stop and talk to the pilgrims who were catching up with us from behind, what with another field of jonquils within sight, this time with their cheery faces turned down towards a bed of snow. It was an awefully big bunch of very long bananas — too much for one man to be carrying in his backpack. Each pilgrim took one and in unison peeled their bananas and took a bite. If I were taking this photo in Spain, the guys would be lifting their beers, not their bananas.
Later at lunch, Joseph showed me a wooden, hand-carved shell the size of a small snail. The scallop shell, the symbol of St James, held a special story for Joseph. He needed a haircut. Normally I would not stop and speak to such a man.
But I wanted something to drink. On the same table that he had a red wine bottle, glass half drunk, bread, cheese, he also collected machine parts, old oil cans, petrol cans and rusty tools. The table was dark and dirty and behind it, he sat in a wheelchair. I spent 20 minutes with the man.
He told me that he had a job to install high electric cable all over the world. But then he had an accident and fell.
He told me that it is his pleasure and his life to stay and invite pilgrims for something to drink and talk to them during their pilgrimage. It was my first unordinary happening on the Camino. This guy opened my eyes. I was wondering why I was on this way. It the reason is for exchanging with others. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Google. You are commenting using your Twitter. You are commenting using your Facebook. Notify me of new comments via.
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