Once we made it to Finisterre we had actually completed two Caminos on this trip, we received two Compostelas but we decided to just keep walking.

Let me back up, Al wanted to wait after getting to Fisterra to actually walk to the end, about 3 kilometers to the 0.0 kilometer marker. He wanted to watch the sun drop into the ocean. He said. “ We will get a bottle of wine, some corn nuts”. He had me at the wine but I will admit to a little corn nut addiction. I’ve already checked Amazon to see if I can still get these corn nuts in the states. Al assures me I can, but just to be sure I had to check. Not actually the same kind but I will have to adjust. We shared some corn nuts a few nights ago at O Bordón when we hung out with the other hikers. Sorry, rambling on about corn nuts.

We had some time to spare until sunset, we went to the beach and I walked in the surf. We have just today to be here and are heading out tomorrow back to Santiago. We went to the bus station to get tickets and found out we should have done this hours ago. The first two buses were already sold out, our bus wouldn’t leave until 11:30 tomorrow.

As I said earlier it is about a 3 kilometer walk out to the very end of Fisterra and that tip of land that juts out into the water where the land ends and ocean begins. We made our way out of town following another couple on a slight incline. Then we were joined by 5 elderly gentleman. Then a few more people. Soon we were a line of people walking down the side of the road in fog. Yes, a complete whiteout. At first it was lovely, the road was winding up, wispy clouds were drifting by and then .. where’s the road?? It occasionally got better. We could certainly see where we were going but I wasn’t climbing down any rocks when I couldn’t see where my feet where. There was a Hostel, a cafe and a gift store. There was also a person playing his guitar for some spare coins. We sat in the parking lot in the fog and I’m not sure when the sun set but we drank our wine and headed back.

So far to this point we have walked 304.1 miles. We still have some time on our hands and we debated a few different ideas. I was pushing for England, once in Europe travel is really inexpensive. Al wanted France. We talked about Portugal, where we went after our last Camino. We decided on Portugal again, just a relatively short train ride. I didn’t want to take a plane or all day traveling. Al agreed but wanted one more day in Old Santiago and a few days in Porto before we started on the trail again.

We decided to start walking the Portuguese Coastal Camino and see how far we get. It’s supposed to be relatively flat and begins in Porto.

So until then… be well.