Marco, Italy

French Way from Sarria.

“This is the right moment for me to be here because, lately, I’ve had a bit of confusion in my head. The first few days I walked on my own and it wasn’t easy. In Palas de Rei I went to the pilgrim’s mass and, when the priest said: ‘We are all brothers’, I began to cry -it wasn’t sadness- it was that, suddenly, I didn’t feel lonely anymore. The good thing is that walking alone gave me a lot of time to ponder and consider, and I think I’ve come to several conclusions. First, I need to become more responsible for myself, more mature. Before coming here, I had recently returned to my country, Italy, after two years living in England. Everything there was great but I wanted to come back because of my girlfriend. Three weeks before my flight, she left me. Now I’m living with my parents again and, don’t get me wrong, they love me deeply, but I need to get away and live on my own, I need to build my life as an adult. The second conclusion I’ve come to is that I need to be stronger, less fearful. Sometimes I get scared, simply, by talking to other people, especially if they are strangers. I’m always wondering, ‘What will he think about me?’ or ‘How is she seeing me?’. This really harms my relationships, and makes me recoil, it takes away a lot of the joy in… Oh! Excuse me…” (Runs towards a friend)
“Lia!! Buon giorno!”
Lia: “Marco!!, Che bello vederti! Come va, bellissimo?”
Marco :“Tutto bene! Ho conosciuto questo ragazzo mi sta facendo una intervista!” (looking back at me) “I’m sorry… it’ll be only a minute.”
—Of course… (Laughs)