My watch says 108 F and we have just climbed 150m on an exposed stretch of road jumping from tiny patch of shade to tiny patch of shade for brief moments of relief from the heat.
Meanwhile the modern pilgrim in his air conditioned car motors on the autovia way below us on a road carved through the landscape for his convenience. Such are the parallel worlds of pilgrim and ‘normality’ at least for today.
It’s enough to give one road rage. If only one had the energy to rage. Or the passing cars to rage at. So instead we try to relax and find peace in our hearts.