(Re written from pilgrimage journal)
Many times today I questioned the purposes of this walk. What is its purpose other than to arrive at my destination? If that was the only reason for going, then why hadnt I decided just to drive instead?
The longer I walked, the more it made sense somehow. It means more that I am doing this in order to see her rather than taking the easy way out. In the same way buying indulgences is the easy way out of sin, driving would have been the easy way out for this journey. The pilgrimage holds a greater purpose than other methods of travel. It serves as a sort of penance for what has transpired.
I am putting myself to the test, to measure my body's endurance and its relevance in love of my grandmother. It may not make much sense to anyone else, or indeed to myself yet, but I am hoping that its purpose becomes clear during the walk and perhaps after I arrive at Nana's.
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