I just finished this "Immortal hike" along the maestro Rufin. For many years he is one of my favorite authors but I must admit that his story Compostela is for me the best text. With humor and self-mockery unusual home he tells us how he was "washed" of the glory and honor by becoming a wanderer (heavenly) on Spanish roads. And dare I anecdote, when "the ambassador-académitien price-Goncourt" (and so on) is found to have to relieve a natural need in a public park, his story becomes totally hilarious. It remains a question: what about the real nature of her relationship with a certain Teutonic pilgrim to the troubling gluttony (whose evocation seems incomplete)?
And finally I find it really nice he published the story with his friends from Chamonix, the Guérin editions, a beautiful home that deserves this moment of glory!