Rosa Rosae PR3*
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So this was the day...the day I would arrive in Santiago after 33 days of walking across northern Spain. So if this was it, then what is 'it'? Feeling slightly apprehensive about this part of my journey coming to an end, I set off this morning contemplating why I had embarked on this journey, and all I could come up with, which is the original reason...I'm doing it for the experience. Feeling good I continued through the quiet country side and streets of villages. I ...
... for the last 100kms. She is soooo brave and Matt is the most loving and caring husband to her. They worked so hard to finish. Sat with them through mass and we will catch up for sunset at Finesterre on Saturday night. They will bus over to share with us. What beautiful people.
Missing family. Loving Northern Spain - great people, great food and wine - very affordable. Loving the Camino experience - deeply moved.
Grateful for this amazing life.
... evening (or every other one); news of people, bed bugs, good and bad Albergues and hotels/pensions being passed back and forth by email/viber/whatsAp. The camaraderie of this was delightfully underlined when John, Raquel and I (who have more or less walked together for the last three weeks) were meandering along the path to spy Carlos and Petra (Spanish Carlos walked his bike since shortly after Leon in order to stay with his love (yet unrequited) the gorgeous Hungarian ...
... raining about an hour after I posted that last fate-tempting blog entry going on and on about how rough it was that we went and bought all that rain gear only to have it continue on frustratingly dry and sunny all the time after that. Guess we had that coming. So our last four or five days were spent glumly trudging through steady drizzle and intermittent downpours alternately dreaming of a not so distant future which would see us indoors or ...
... was also a little church there where we could get a pilgrim stamp for our passports, and by now we were ready for lunch. We found a little cafe up a side street that had pop music blaring out and ordered a bodadillo. It's good to rest the aching feet and get them out of the boots for awhile.
Leaving Melide, the path mainly follows the road, so the walking is a bit boring. The road into Arzua seems to take forever, Lesley is in a lot of pain with her leg, and my toe is killing ...