I’m reading a novel called “The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry” — about a retired man in Southern England who decides on the spur of the moment to walk the length of the country in order to visit an old friend. I haven’t finished it, so I don’t know if he reaches his goal, but he’s discovering many things along the way.
The Hajj — the annual Islamic pilgrimage to Mecca — is happening now. Here’s one news story from The Independent: “What is the Hajj? The significance of the pilgrimage in Islam”
And then there’s this: “A journey along Japan’s oldest pilgrimage route” (from the Financial Times). The article is a little long, but it’s worth reading.
Two lines I liked:
“the ramen-thin sidewalks”
““Speech is the silver medal. You get the gold medal for not speaking.”
And a rather discordant meeting of traditional and pop culture (and the reason Ms. Kunihashi decided to embark is kind of funny):
“Kunihashi let me join her on the mulchy trek up through the cedar trees of Mount Unpenji. It took us three hours to emerge from the green gloom on to a stone courtyard hemmed by spotless temple buildings. There, Kunihashi began a series of rituals that culminated in a chant of the Heart Sutra, a Buddhist prayer that she had memorised. “People who do it without reading anything look cool, don’t you think?” she said. That’s why she had decided to learn it from YouTube. She pulled out her iPhone to show me a musical version of the sutra sung by Hatsune Miku, a wildly successful Japanese pop star who happens to be a cartoon character.”