Yesterday, we were walking from our pension to a restaurant. We approached the woman shown above. She seemed to be in her 90s or so. She stopped and smiled at us and it seemed wanted to talk. Sometimes the older Galicians do like to chat. She looked us up and down and then said (in Spanish) “you must be peregrinos!”. Then she pointed to our shoes. We didn’t have packs or poles but we were wearing walking shoes and sandals respectively. Part of the Camino uniform. (Many pilgrims, like me, change to sandals at night to rest our feet.)
I may have misinterpreted her but what I got out of that is that she was surprised to see such old peregrinos. We have noticed that we are quite a bit older than just about anyone we have seen on this Camino (Primitivo). The vast majority of walkers we see are probably 50 or younger and most of those are probably 30 or younger. Although today, where we had lunch, we met a couple from Ireland who were probably in their 60s. They mentioned that they were newly retired.
Being amongst the younger pilgrims is (or, at least, should be) inspiring (or, life affirming, ego boosting, a positive experience, … fill in the blank any way you want).
We enjoy talking with the younger pilgrims. They are invariably surprised that this is our tenth Camino. We are able to do this fairly hard Camino by walking roughly half the daily miles as they do.
No shame there.