Take two Americans, a donkey, a sprinkle of Old Europe,
a long long walk, and mix thoroughly....
The mother of all hiking trails is the le Chemin de
Saint Jacques de Compostelle. There is nothing
remotely comparable. Even the great hiking trails of
the United States fall short. Sure, you can hike the
savage wilderness of the Appalachian Mountain range,
live in a tent and eat beanie weenies from a can,
but it doesnt compare to a day of
medieval castles, druid caves and
foie gras a la sauce de Vouvray. I
could say that its the food and wine
that makes the difference but it is
much more than that. The trail to
Compostela, Spain is a pilgrimage
with a thousand years of tradition.
It is literally a walk through the
history of western civilization, not
to mention cultural confusion, donkey
psychology, and assorted fine dining establishments.
Keep checking back over the summer to get up-to-date account of the
anarchy pilgrim style all the way to Santiago, Spain (Most recent entry)