Down to Egypt: On to Nimes

A good end cannot sanctify evil means; nor must we ever do evil, that good may come of it... We are too ready to retaliate, rather than forgive... And yet we could hurt no man that we believe loves us. Let us try then what love will do: for if men did once see we love them, we should soon find they would not harm us. Force may subdue, but Love gains: and he that forgives first, wins the laurel.
William Penn

Be patterns, be examples in all countries, places, islands, nations wherever you come; that your carriage and life may preach among all sorts of people, and to them; then you will come to walk cheerfully over the world, answering that of God in everyone...
George Fox

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

On to Nimes

Janet Ferguson, the Quaker who walked with me after I left Congenies. She became a Quaker at about 22, after first hearing about the Quakers while on holiday in Austria. Someone had brought up the topic of the Quakers by asking what they were all about. Another responded that the Quakers were all about simplicity. That was all it took for Janet to start attending a Quaker meeting.

The marvels of medieval engineering (or Roman, even?)

Janet treated me to a drink and a snack, and we had a good chat.

On my own by the time I got to Nimes, here giving my feet a break.

My first host in Nimes, high-energy, hospitable, Angelique; she had just returned from a two day hike in the Pyrenees when she hosted me.

1 comment:

AnonymousJuly 5, 2012 at 9:34 AM
Love the photo of the bridge! Actually I wasn't 18 more like 22 when I heard about Quakers.
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What this is all about

I am a Quaker whose intention was to walk from Portugal to Egypt for peace.

Between November, 2011 and January, 2013, I walked some 5500 kilometers from Portugal to Istanbul, Turkey. I hitchhiked from Istanbul to Iskenderun, Turkey, then caught a ship to Haifa, Israel, where I was denied entry. I continued with the ship to Port Said, Egypt, where I began walking once again, to Cairo, and to the Giza pyramids. I then took a bus to Dahab, then Taba, Sinai, to try to enter Israel again. Once again I was denied entry. I'm in Dahab now, ready to leave Egypt and end this walk.
While I have made most of the walk alone, I have also walked with others; with some for an hour or two, with others for days or even months; most notably with my daughter, Olivia, and with a friend at the time, Inge.