Hotel Rustico Spa Finisterrrae
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- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Continental Breakfast
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... a view of the beach. We felt drawn to keep walking the last 3.5 km to the light house. At least we could do so without packs - bliss! It was a gentle rise with full views of the sea and distant coastline. At the light house we felt back in tourist country as we joined several busloads of people and passed several souveniers shops. We clambered down the end point till we could look down the ...
Today we went to finisterre, with Jackie and Dianne. This is the place many pilgrims once they've reached Santiago continue on with their journey to the end of the earth, to burn their clothes or other such items as a mark of a new beginning. We had the luxury of being driven, but it was ...
... know I am wearing It on the inside with inner strength and on the outside with pounds shed and a stronger body. Ron said tie a string around your finger or leave a pebble in your shoe. To keep the memory alive...At the time I couldn't image a rock in my shoe... My feet had weathered soooo much... But now that knees and feet are healed.. Yahoooo....it might not be a bad idea... Love all of you... Thanks for cheering me on and being moral support. The ...
... farmland, watching them till the gardens by hand and still herding cows through town and down the roads. Saw guys doing it with the women today. Neat. Lots of slugs, butterflies, crops (including blue gums). The sun teased us a bit as it rained a lot this morning and we were hopeful as it looked like it would break, but by the time we arrived here it was clouded over again and while we got our washing hung in the wind and sun the next time we ...
... him, Larry could print his voucher, but suspiciously could not print the other docs. At that point I could foresee several outcomes, so I did the usual thing with the luggage: brought it down to the foyer and used the fantastic translation app Jenny had installed for me to ensure that L. knew about the luggage arrangement then marched off towards the Cape. The End of the World was all I had imagined. There really were discarded clothing continuing the tradition of throwing ...