Harking back to a walking trip I made to France back in April 2015. The walk took us over a section of The Camino, also known as one of many routes European pilgrims and penitents took to Santiago de Compostela, where Saint James is allegedly buried and where he allegedly performed miracles for supplicants.

This is the gorgeous little medieval town of Pradelles in the Haute-Loire. One of their local heroes is a woman named La Verdette, who during an attack on the city beaned the leader of the attackers on the head with a brick. After which the attackers ran away, ran away!

She now lives on in stone upon their walls.

And that night we stayed in ‎⁨Chasseradès⁩, ⁨Languedoc⁩, ⁨France⁩, and this was Modestine, named for Robert Louis Stevenson’s donkey in Travels with a Donkey, about which he wrote

It rained, it snowed, it hailed, it thundered.
Who was the donkey? I’ve often wondered.

Which was one of the reasons I went on that trip.

There’s a good movie about the Camino called, of course, “The Way.”

“We don’t choose a life, Dad. We live one.”

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