我的朝圣%之路

In;/ 2013,$__ an Austra@ @lian!)` man a few ?months shy of .(turn;]ing 60/ decided to walk th(e C$+a`=mino d?e Santiago, – *an 800km pilgr=image( ; trail across the _top; o;;f;]* Spain. He had )/no known religion, and  ab: solutely ?:no ide$a;^[: why h(
.?e[ felt ($so
deeply comp .`elled to #^]do ];*this torturo(?us walk.　　But compelled+!, he .was.　　He- complet)\ed the !;walk, batt(!ling a. “triumvirate of pain” - a , knee @that he =lat#)e[%%r^_ discove*red lacked any mean;in`%gful carti,lage*, a ,#`bliste@r the sight of w)hic- h ;would mak^*
e a grown/ man weep.., a!nd shin-soreness that f]+el[t_ _ like his lowe[r limb had been sp[=;li?t with a mountain[ axe wiel ]ded by a +demented -\.]troll.　　Arriving a ]t the
/end o!(f the `_?Cami?%no, the majestic ^=cathedral in *$San?]
tiago de Com.post ela, he e xp (:?ected an[`\: epi%;phany*#? – an answer t.o th[/e *questi ^ on ]!he’d(./ bee*#[n aski?[ng himself
*` ev]ery day],-: Why am I doing this?(:　　Bu t n +o?[ ^]answer came.　　So wh@-^en /he =got home he?:,? wrote a book,/ (%hopi$_$ng /``the answer w.-ould re$ veal  itself in his scribb)@lings. The(? re:%sult was The% Way, My Way, a ,;(humour ous a=(nd self-dep;r\ecatin * g book that many c-]onsi;de`+%.r )the best m
,.emo% ir eve)/%r written on walk:ing t`/-he Camino.　　The boo/]k has now been m*=[ade into ;;*a fil#m, and !`-it_*’s an( ex)%-: traordinary .)a/%%cc!\ount of a man at a% _pivotal p-,o^(int in his life^_, sea@r)ching for m,eani\`*ng[: and _fin%^d*ing hims)elf undergoing a fun-:#?damental tr%_^
ansf*( ormatio:n so profound th-$at he now di$#vides %his li$@:;fe into “Before t_he Camino” and “Aft) $er the Cam ino!^.”　　I(t’s a sto^(ry?= p a;+rt=/icular to one man, [:?yet o*[f appea?.l t;+/o-? anyone se$]e-?king a greater meaning f-ro=m li=fe.