Sunday in Strasbourg. Pentecost Sunday in Strasbourg. I’m off to the Cathedral for the 9:30 AM Mass. The Cathedral is a skyscraper amidst three or four story buildings. With the… Read more

Patience emerges as a trait worth valuing. “Patience Grasshopper.” I’m not going to get to my night’s lodging quickly. I realize that, at my pace, I’ll be there in four… Read more

Water. Food. Clothing. Shelter. Safety. My desires are pretty consistent. My desires are simple. My desires are expandable. My desires can include a scorecard. “Wow, that baguette sandwich is great.”Hmmm,… Read more

I enter my room for the night. Some people look at the bed-size. Others look for bathroom towels. I look for electrical sockets. I do this every time I check… Read more

I just withdrew 300 Euros from an ATM machine. I’m pretty confident that I’ll have enough cash for more than the next week. Given the uncertainty of ATM’s in village… Read more

Rest Day in Langres! Whoohoo! What, oh what, should I do? I sleep. Since I went to sleep last night at 7PM, I’m awake and fixing breakfast at 6 AM.… Read more

I don’t know what day of the week it is; I have no idea of the date of the month. Those are truisms of slow, long-distance walking. I know that… Read more

Walking. So many styles. So many purposes. Although during this past month and almost five hundred miles, I have met only four Via Francigena hikers, Ross, Alison, Kim, and Esther,… Read more

While walking, I think about France, and some of its iconic art. I think of that painting of three peasants gleaning a field for food in The Gleaners by Millet.… Read more

How did Sigeric the Serious get to Rome? In asking that question, I must be careful. I could ask somebody. If there is a local sitting on the bench, should… Read more