We have arrived at our destination triumphant, tired and feeling terrific.
Today was a glorious day, a solid 26 km, full of hills, forests, cute little farm towns and lots of pilgrims. Everything we love about the Camino in other words. The much dreaded rain never materialized, and we were treated to lovely weather the whole day. Even as we watched the markers count down the kilometers, we were energized by brief glances of the cathedral in the distance, as Santiago worked her magic to drag us in.
We started off the day at 8am, and only took a brief snack stop and lunch on our way into the city, arriving at 4 to the sounds of the Cathedral bells and the ever present bagpipes welcoming pilgrims home.
The cathedral is glorious. The scaffolding that was present on the famous facade on our previous caminos is finally gone, and she looks stunning without it. Towering up into the heavens. We arrived with a small group of pilgrims and joined pilgrims from all the different routes, collapsing in the courtyard in from of the cathedral. We sat for half an hour gazing up at the cathedral and people watching as fellow travelers hugged and danced and did yoga and celebrated their accomplishment. There's nothing like finishing a Camino.
While last time we were here the inside of the cathedral was unblemished, now the inside is all under construction, and sadly none of the splendor is visible.
Of course not all is perfect on our last day, as when we arrived at our hotel, tired, sweaty, achy and blistered, we found that our bags had been left elsewhere. After checking two different places we finally found them (and had to pay for their release) and dragged them back to our hotel and up 3 flights of stairs. We were exhausted. Absolutly exhausted. I have 4 bad blisters and around a dozen mosquito bites. One of which blistered and swelled up. Naturally my Dad has no bites and no blisters. Next Camino I'm bringing bug spray.







