Hotel Puerta del Camino
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... mother-in-law to you. (I am sure you can buy a few those too..) The Turkish delight shops, chestnuts being roasted, Turkish tea served at tiny little doll's house tables on the side walks, Turkish men looking everyone up and done. And more people and shops and cats - I love the way the cats are part of the heaving masses. Big, fat, healthy looking cats that swirl their way through human legs like masterful swirling dervishes.
I go into on of the ...
I'm here!! Santiago de Compostela 750km 38 days Maggie, my new Irish friend convinced me to set off in the dark at 7.30. At 6.10 she whispers loudly "are you awake?" Probably, well not quite. She is just so excited to get there. However I was ready by 6.45 so we started out on the last morning, to Santiago 20km away. It's not too cold. It is dark and once the path becomes woodland again it's not easy walking. The others have miners lights. I've mentioned the gum trees, and ...
... as for me, I booked into accommodation, showered and made my way to the Pilgrim's Office to receive my certificate. I then slowly made my way to the Cathedral and just sat quietly and watched. I then strolled to the entrance and asked a fellow pilgrim to take my photograph. A simple finish for a simple and rustic cathedral. No glitz or gold about it but a marvelous Romanesque beauty that just says to you, "I have stood here since 1057". And ...
... another climb up to the city and the cathedral. We pushed our way through the tourists to our destination and, behold the wonder of this beautiful city, the cathedral of Santiago. It was a momentous occasion with many pilgrims we'd met along 'the way' sat in the square enjoying the site, just as we were. It is truly beautiful.
... on the side of the pews. I found a spot and sat down. All at once I realized I was here. At the Cathedral of St James. In all the last minute rush, I hadn't realized it (sounds silly, but true). The mass started, the cathedral was filled with music, and I was overcome with emotions. What a journey this has been - I can't believe I am really here. The poor guy in the pew next to where I was sitting (who witnessed this) was very sweet and put his hand on ...