Hornillos del Camino to Castrojeriz

Day Thirty Two. 22.4 K., 13.9 Mi.

Written on May 31, 2014.

It's early morning and the trail winds it's way up a hill. When I get to the top I like to look behind me. Some of the greatest photos I have taken are of where I have been.

Theos, Francois, and Angel not far behind me.

Vern and I know of a place in the Meseta between Hornillos del Camino and Castrojeriz. It is a municipal Albergue, San Bol, that has had the reputation of being a hippie Albergue. We are fascinated by the claims of magic water. In our guide book it says, “the waters from the well are said to have healing properties and to cure aching feet”.

Sign and marker for San Bol.

Angel and I are walking together. Vern had said that he was going to stop in San Bol so we walk 100 meters off the Camino to see if he is still there.

Just in time to see Vern put his feet in the water.

Angel doesn't have to say anything. Her face shows how cold the water is!

I take a moment of mental preparation so that I am able to keep my feet in the water.

We go inside the Albergue to get warm and have breakfast that they are now serving.

Today is the first time that I see the Pilgrim dog. He is carrying his own pack. At a break in Hontanas he was even playing with a ball.

A pilgrim and his dog.

San Anton, ancient monastery. A road goes through the ruins.

There is an operational private Albergue here.

Lots of flowers on the path today.

 

Vilarinho to Pedra Furada

Day Three. 18.5 K, 9.07 Mi.

Written on May 2nd.

Great start with breakfast served by Manny. Thanks for answering our questions about local landmarks and traditions.

Ida and Manny, CJ's Cafe.

Kathy, Kasie, Vern, and Angel on the Ponte de Zameiro over the River Ave.

A dog friend who lives on the other side of the bridge.

After we entered Sao Pedro De Rates we saw a cafe. We all needed a break. The owner came out with small complimentary glasses of Port and a guest book. As we were leaving he pointed toward the Camino…what….that's not the way we were going. He could see that we were confused so he walked out of the back of his cafe with us to make sure we were on the right “way”.

Fernando of Macedo's.
Fernando told us about Antonio's in Pedra Furada, a great place to stay and have dinner. At first I didn't consider the suggestion. It was half the distance that we wanted to walk today. But as we continued on the Camino my throat became more sore and the day hotter. Antonio's sounded like a great option!

 

Muxia to Home-Day One.

Written on July 12, 2012.

There are two buses that run from Muxia to Santiago: 6:45 a.m. or 2:30 p.m. We take the 6:45 a.m. When we board the bus I realize that I have not been on any form of transportation since Etienne dropped us off in Le Puy almost three months ago. We see Miguel waiting for the bus and spend some time visiting with him.

It is a great feeling to walk from the bus station in Santiago to the Plaza in front of the Cathedral. It is wonderful to walk with all of the Pilgrims who are coming in from many different starting points.

Now it is time to find Pension Badalada. I had searched “package storage in Santiago, Spain” before we left California and found Pension Badalada. They will store packages for Pilgrims for a fee. For more information: email: @badalada.es.info. Their website is : Badalada.es. We had some extra clothing that we did not want to carry from our days visiting London, France, and Chauriat, but wanted to have in Madrid after our walk.

Vern left the Pension to walk around Santiago. I stayed in the room. He saw Catarina and Nancy and made plans to meet later for dinner. Nancy's husband, Stephen has arrived in Santiago to meet Nancy and celebrate their wedding anniversary together and Nancy's walk from France to Santiago!

Vern, Catarina, Nancy, and Me.

It is now time to meet Nancy, her husband, and Catarina for dinner. We go to the Plaza and see Catarina and Nancy. Nancy takes us to a bar near the Cathedral with tables outside where her husband and a friend are waiting. Her friend, Carlos, has a dog friend and a wagon. It is time to find a good restaurant with outside seating.

Carlos and his friend.

Carlos is a chef and knows just what to order! We love the food here. We decide to order one more dish. Catarina and I watch Carlos as he shows us how to eat the fish with the tail and head still on.

Good job Catarina!

I am having fun and trying not to eat the bones.

 

It is a great evening filled with good food, funny stories, and heartwarming stories. Each person shares what the last several weeks have meant for them. The Plaza and Cathedral seem to be one of the special places for anyone walking into Santiago. Vern and I visit it many times per day and into the evening.

The Cathedral just before the sun goes down.

Rest Day Finisterre

Day Eighty Two.

Written on July 10, 2012.

There are many places to have a cup of coffee this morning and a light breakfast. We chose a cafe near the water. As soon as we walked in it was a time for celebration and reunion! We saw Catarina and Gloria.

Catarina, Vern, Me, and Gloria.

We wanted to spend some time together so we decided to take a walk out to the lighthouse. There are many Pilgrims walking toward the lighthouse, many we have not seen before. It is a beautiful, clear day in Finisterre. We soon met up with Mairead and stopped at a market for water and a chocolate bar. The 12th Century Romanesque Church, Igrexa de Santa Maria das Areas, (Our Lady of the Sands), is on the way.

A statue of Saint Roch and his dog inside Our Lady of the Sands Church.

As we are walking to the lighthouse Gloria and Catarina walk to a hill not far from the lighthouse. Mairead, Vern, and I continue up to the lighthouse and spend time visiting with other pilgrims. I reflect on what Finisterre, (The “end of the world”), means to me. I had spent time considering this thought while walking and discovered that walking to Finisterre is a symbol for me. The symbol is: I can't believe what I think. What I mean by this is: In Medieval times it was believed that the world was flat. Finisterre has its name, The End Of The Earth, due to this belief. What beliefs do I have that will be discounted next year or next century?

The view from Finisterre.

This is such a meaningful day! We walk to the waymarker that reads 0,00 K.M.

Vern and I at the 0,00 K.M. Waymarker.

A better look at the 0,00 K.M. Waymarker.

We walk for a few minutes back toward Finisterre and a miracle! We see the California boys and Perrogrino. We haven't seen “The Boys” in a few days. We have heard about Perrorgrino but have not seen him since June 28th in Villafranca del Bierzo. He has walked at least 469 Kilometers, almost 300 Miles, (that we know about). We think that the first time he was seen walking was from Terradillos de Los Templarios.

The California Boys and friends with Perrogrino.

Perrogrino.

A very eventful day! I was in our room and Vern brought Sophia to visit, another Pilgrim we have not seen for a few weeks.

Thomas is having a birthday tomorrow and has invited Albert and Ingrid from Holland, Vern and I to help him celebrate while we are all in Finisterre together. We are glad to spend time with them. Thomas found a wonderful restaurant with a great view. Happy Birthday tomorrow Thomas!