Monday 19 July 2010

I need my comfort

Every now and then, I will speak of my pilgrimage experiences. And, some are impressed and spellbound, and others will quickly and predictably state that such journeys are beyond them and that they need their "comfort". A little probing will reveal that a major concern is with bed hygiene. They focus on dormitory accommodation and that beds are occupied 365 days per year by a different person: young or old, male or female, unwell or well, white or black or some other shade, and that causes repulsive shudders to reverberate. However, when I stop to ask how that is different for hotel accommodation. Some are visibly shocked when they realise that the realm of starched sheets and fluffy towels hides the reality of bed occupation by total strangers from all walks of life and with all kinds of potential infectious risks. Both situations are liable to health risks. This was minimised on the camino by the issuing of packaged bedding: single use sheets and pillowcase that are binned and properly disposed off on departure. And that's an excellent remedy.

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