
The final Day - Santiago de Compostella My friend Ignacio arrives last night and we have diner at the Cafe Nene after pilgrims mass. Knowing that we get up early and start at. 5:30 next morning we call it a night on time. Early morning Ignacia and I are ready, and load the taxi wich will bring us back to O Pedrouzo where I ended my walk yesterday. It’s raining, foggy and dark, but many pilgrims are already on their way driven by a similar anxiety and loads of adrenaline like us. Somewhere in a tunnel I recognize the shadows of my 3 musketeers from Canary Islands and we ‚high five‘ us. Ignacio and I don’t speak too much as the first part of the Camino seems to be a constant uphill. Interesting also that the way Leads around the runway for Santiago‘s airport which lays a good 15 km outside of the city. What has this way done with me, will be the number one question people will ask me. It sure took me out of my comfort zone, made me feel like a gipsy sleeping in a different b3 every...