And not what you think it should be.
It is everything and it is nothing.
It forces you and moves you, teases you and slams you, questions you and fights you.
It questions you, talks to you, listens to your silence.
It is the outside of the inside of you and everything in between.
The Camino is sinner and Saint, history and legends, believers and non-believers. It is scores of nationalities all marching in the same direction, all for different reasons, but each following the same road toward the same destination.
The Camino fills you, then empties you. It teases you and calms you.
And does it again and again with each coming day.
Walk. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.
There is comfort in repetition.