我的朝圣之路

In2013,anAustralianmanafewmonthsshyofturning60decidedtowalktheCaminodeSantiago–an800kmpilgrimagetrailacrossthetopofSpain.Hehadnoknownreligion,andabsolutelynoideawhyhefeltsodeeplycompelledtodothistorturouswalk.
　　Butcompelled,hewas.
　　Hecompletedthewalk,battlinga“triumvirateofpain”-akneethathelaterdiscoveredlackedanymeaningfulcartilage,ablisterthesightofwhichwouldmakeagrownmanweep,andshin-sorenessthatfeltlikehislowerlimbhadbeensplitwithamountainaxewieldedbyadementedtroll.
　　ArrivingattheendoftheCamino,themajesticcathedralinSantiagodeCompostela,heexpectedanepiphany–ananswertothequestionhe’dbeenaskinghimselfeveryday:WhyamIdoingthis?
　　Butnoanswercame.
　　Sowhenhegothomehewroteabook,hopingtheanswerwouldrevealitselfinhisscribblings.TheresultwasTheWay,MyWay,ahumourousandself-deprecatingbookthatmanyconsiderthebestmemoireverwrittenonwalkingtheCamino.
　　Thebookhasnowbeenmadeintoafilm,andit’sanextraordinaryaccountofamanatapivotalpointinhislife,searchingformeaningandfindinghimselfundergoingafundamentaltransformationsoprofoundthathenowdivideshislifeinto“BeforetheCamino”and“AftertheCamino.”
　　It’sastoryparticulartooneman,yetofappealtoanyoneseekingagreatermeaningfromlife.