Monday, May 25, 2009

figeac

hi everyone
kathleen and i found a hotel in this town and are being tourists today. it is an old important town of the 11 c etc: now is a little trashy, with graffiti and young men hanging around, bored. i was here before and remember it as beautiful. this town seems to be at the edge of the mountains and perhaps tomorrow will begin to walk the stages that are less like this
W and this M. We sent home some things that are too heavy to carry in this heat.
there are ,any interesting peiople along the way and ways to walk: here are two examples. there is a woman who was born in mexico, now lives in switzerland: she is walking with her 7 year old son. they walk 20km at the most. the father meets them every two weeks and walks along. the boy has never had a tv etc and is very interested in the things he is seeing everyday. i think- how ,uch responsibility iit is to have him with her: i wish them well. today there was no room for them to stay, so they are staying with the nuns. another man walked with us fro, le puy. he teaches english at a university. he recited emily dickinson and shakespere while he walks, he loves english; helped with my french. he has a van that he stays in; so he walks; then hichhikes back to his van drives to the new spot and repeats the motion: he is finished now; in figeac:
the last charazcter is enrique- he is maybe 68; has bad feet, but loves the camino. so far he has taken a taxi most days: he is a flirt; a spaniard, knows everyone and everyone knows him.
last there is firmin. he is a young man from montreal. he is 18, oringinally from rwonda (???), wants to be a write plays when he is older, he is gathering material: i so wish i had read canterbury tales.
we will be rested tomorrow and ready for the next section.
i miss you all but especially jude and oscar; those sweet boys.
mary
sorry, i still cant figure out the photos. firmin told me, but no. and he is gone....

3 comments:

Erika Olson Gross said...

It was great to talk to you today. We miss you too...we like your house better when you are in it!

Maggie Rose Muldoon said...

Hi, Mary,

I have been reading, but this is my first post. I love the descriptions of the people. It is like Canterbury tales. The guy who recites poetry would be really fun.
I keep thinking I want to do the Camino, or part of it someday, and now when I hear about the innovative ways people do it-- taxis, campers, etc., I realize there are lots of options.
I am continuing to walk down by the seashore-- I was there yesterday--it was so lovely. I got to see a wonderful sandcastle gradually get washed away in the incoming tide. A whole bunch of people were there watching, and "oohing" every time a chunk fell off. A beautiful lesson in the transitory nature of things.(I know this is too long)

Be safe. I love you,
Maggie

ck said...

oh mary...each of your posts I feel joy and I read of your experience. What fun!!This is it, our one life to experience and you are doing this...looking foward to the photos. keep walking my friend, more to be revealed (smile)
Colleen