On the causeway, I was stopped by another long-distance walker, who recognized
me as a fellow-traveler. We chatted briefly about walking, about the nature of
a pilgrimage (he was adamant that I was on a pilgrimage even
though I insisted my walk was secular), and about some of the details of
the trail where he’d come from (I believe he was ending his walk at
Mont-Saint-Michel).
Instead of heading up the main street, I opted for going part of the way up
along the walls, avoiding the crowds.