Notes from a pilgrim marching to Santiago

A few years ago, I traveled the path of the famous pilgrimage to Santiago, having the consistency of pointing out the salient things on a notebook every day, accompanying the notes with some watercolor sketches. The result is an intimate and precious diary, because it offers people without sporting ambitions, like me, an idea of ​​fatigue and the chances of success in this little “effort”. I was interested in translating the emotions of the journey into something more intense than just photography, and since the relationship you establish with the Camino is a deep relationship I tried to bring out my thoughts, but also the simple daily actions, the memory of some meetings on the street, as well as the most banal things, the little anecdotes that remain in their simplicity, carved in the heart. And so besides writing, I drew. The sketches are quick, made after I reached the half of the stage, after a little ‘rest and having no more than an hour’s time. Sometimes they denounce the fatigue of the day, but for this they are more truthful. We left France, Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port; the classic French way, the busiest, perhaps too busy, lots of people; but it is also in the exchange of quick, intense and the most diverse friendships, in the occasional relationships, but full of emotions that is based on the beauty of this journey and therefore a little crowd is welcome. We have climbed over the Pyrenees to reach Roncesvalles. In the following days Zubiri and Pamplona. I often attached, like any good diarist, museum and church tickets or the restaurant or other bill and pasted them into my booklet. We arrive in Pamplona, ​​a fortified city, stop at the Iruna café, famous because it was frequented, in the past, by Hemingway. Other times, along the way I stopped to draw some things that struck me. After several other stages, many hard mountain paths, we finally arrive in Santiago: all to hug us in the Cathedral square, which is the goal of our journey and our efforts. The past fatigue is actually repaid by the dream of universal brotherhood, which for a moment in Santiago and along the way has come true.

 

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