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My pilgrimage to Jerusalem

Published on 28/05/17 in In travel

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Μy pilgrimage to Jerusalem

with the Order of the Knights

...On that particular day, with her dog sitting quietly at her feet, Josephine announced to me that she would be going to Jerusalem again in a few months.  I was glad to hear it and wanted to know more but she suddenly stopped talking and looked at me, then she asked me to accompany her on her pilgrimage.

“Pilgrimage?” I repeated.  It was as if I was hearing the word for the first time.

It was something so outside the realm of my own interests and I just stared at her blankly for a few seconds.  Exchanging our personal experiences under the Roman stars was a favourite pastime, following the Latin-Christian path of her life was quite another.  Pilgrimage?  I asked myself, trying to make room for the word inside my mind.  I was ready to refuse but she started talking again:

“We will go with the Order of the Knights of Jerusalem,” she told me, and started to enthusiastically explain to me exactly who the Knights were.

Jerusalem 2 Listening to her, the whole idea started to interest me.  The opportunity to travel with the Order of the Knights of the Holy Sepulchre to Jerusalem and to witness their rituals was starting to sound more and more attractive.  It tied into my cultural interests, the curiosity of the traveller was starting to overcome me and, somewhere out of all of this, I got the message from Rome that I had to go.  When everything had been put in order in my mind, I agreed to accompany my friend.  As for the pilgrimage, whose purpose I still did not completely understand, I allowed it to flutter over my head, like an abstract thought.

And so my preparations began.  My organized nature was put into use once more.  Maps and all the topography of the Holy Land came down from the shelves of my library.  With the help of the Guide Michelin, Jerusalem soon became photographed in my mind.  I reread books by French and English travellers.  Ibn Battuta refreshed himself in my memory, as did the Crusades – from the point of view of the Arabs as well as the Latins.  The lives of Solomon and David were ensconced on my night table.  Persians, Byzantines and Mamelukes marched militantly through the centuries.  If Josephine happened to drop by and saw the chaos of my library, she would surely have been shocked:

“All this to hear the Word of God?”

Fortunately, she didn’t drop by, and I didn’t know exactly what I was going to hear.

The day for our departure finally arrived... An excerpt from the book: Feeling ROME

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