Walking with Sam: A Father, a Son, and Five Hundred Miles Across Spain by Andrew McCarthy (2023), 256 pages
Those of a certain age will
remember Andrew McCarthy the actor. Evidently, he has also become a decently
well-known travel writer. I read this for a couple of reasons: 1. I had a huge
crush on Andrew when I was a teenager and 2. I am currently virtually walking
the Camino de Santiago (through one of those fun challenge apps).
This is nice memoir. There is
nothing earth-shattering but, if you are a parent with children who are about
to leave the nest, it will likely resonant with you. Who hasn't wanted more time
with their child, especially when you know how fleeting it is? I give McCarthy
credit for being honest in all the feelings we have as parents from fiercely
loving our children to wishing they would just grow up already. He is
reflective in his parenting and, who among us doesn't have regrets? I 100% see
my children in Sam. He is the self-involved teenager growing into his awareness
of the larger world and his place in it.
The novel has also made me realize how much I do not want to actually walk the whole trail. I completely understand why people do, but I am not that person. At most, I would walk the last 100 kilometers. Sam rightly has bitterness towards these folks as this is the minimum you can do to get certified for completion, but, alas, this is all I would do and still be pretty proud of it.
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