There it is – the day we were to reach Santiago de Compostela. Ahead of us were only about 22 km. – well deserved small walk after the last couple of days delivering more than 30 km. daily to our feet – interesting how people’s attitude to distance changes . Was I excited that I would finally reach it? Yes, but perhaps not to the extend some people do, simply because for me the end was Finisterre and watching the sun go down over the ocean. Nonetheless, I was really thrilled, curious and impatient to see the place which has been the destination point of pilgrimage for centuries.
So off we went…
As I’ve mentioned in Day 9 I felt a bit disappointed with myself for not continuing to the next stop after Santa Irene. This day reality re-confirmed my disappointment as the road happened to be fairly easy, going gradually down and in half an hour we reached it generally investing no effort in this activity. These are some of the risks coming with not bringing a guide with you on a journey like that – sometimes decisions are taken not taking facts into consideration but your own gut feeling and frame of mind. Which…when I come to think of it is not bad at all. For example, when doing the Santiago-Finisterre section we were provided with a map of each of the sections from the Tourist Office, and, strangely, when knowing I have ahead of me 5 kilometers of rapid ascent, this demotivated me a little and made it harder that it really was. It’s all in the head, as with so many things.
This section of the Camino was not characterized by unique nature or anything quite worth mentioning (this is just my point of view), well of course exempt from Santiago de Compostela, but I will get down to it later. The road was very busy, very often people were in large groups, posing for mass photos along the paths, with day-packs and even less than that, many did not even say “Buen Camino” which was just slightly irritating especially after we’d been used to the opposite. More tourists, less pilgrims in these last kilometers. Not anything we did not expect, though. Still enjoyable.
At one point we even saw a small child walking hand in hand with his mother. A very charming view. And actually, this is one of the peculiar things on the Camino – you meet all sorts of people – with different age, abilities, philosophies, reasons for walking, physical condition, attitudes. Rich variety a part of which we were as well.
What we saw in Santiago de Compostela – here.