The last day into Santiago is eucalyptus, tarmac, suburbs, airport, surprisingly green and pretty considering how close you are to a big city, and long. There were few others about, and again the walk was easy, familiar. The last-day-gloom crept up on us somewhere just before the camping bar, so we decided to sit down … More March ’18 Camino Day 8: O Pedrouzo-Santiago!
Day 7 looked and felt like Day 6. Arzua felt no more interesting in the morning than it did in the evening, and the prospect of walking felt more like a chore than a pleasure, but if that was the price I had to pay for my gorgeous weather and breathtaking views walking up to … More March ’18 Camino Day 7: Arzua-O Pedrouzo
Day 6 started with a light drizzle of rain, so we went downstairs for a lovely breakfast of artesan bread, yogurt, juice and coffee and a plate of cheese and cured meat, just the thing to start the day. Then we got into our ponchos and went on our way. We stopped for a short … More March ’18 Camino Day 6: Melide-Arzua
When we got downstairs in the morning, it turns out they had laid a table for us and were standing by with croissants, coffee and juice, and with our yogurt and rolled oats it made for a hearty and healthy start to the day. Once again the sun was out, so we loaded up our … More March ’18 Camino Day 5: Palas de Rei-Melide
After a lovely breakfast in the Maestro, with coffee and juice, jamon and cheese, cake and fruit (ie banana for later), we headed out into the now rather sunny and warm morning. We are not the early-bird type; nine o’clock is a good time to start. Crossing the small bridge we went straight into the … More March ’18 Camino Day 4: Portomarin-Lestedo
Rain was forecast to be a constant companion for our week of walking, but after a good breakfast of omelettes and tostadas, we managed to get out in a pocket of sunshine. Then up the hill, down the hill and we were in lush green countryside. I am always amazed at how quickly it changes … More March ’18 Camino Day 3: Sarria-Portomarin
Waking up in O Cebreiro I could hear the wind whipping at the corners, and looking out the window it was still snowing. I had a choice to make – I was going to meet my camiga B in Sarria that evening, so I could either walk from O Ceb to Triacastela and get a … More March ’18 Camino Day 2: O Ceb-Sarria