Perhaps this isn’t a true holloway - a path that’s worn and rounded into the ground from the stamp of centuries of pilgrims - but if not, it’s a similar phenomenon. During the day, we again started running into various pilgrims and groups of pilgrims that we hadn’t seen in days or weeks. This has been our experience on both of our longer Caminos as ( Read more... )

Nope. Can’t explain it. But I certainly enjoyed seeing this Dali-esque gate. Now that’s a mustache!


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Much of the morning of that final day walking was though woodland. Galicia is famously forested. There are some places, though, where the native trees have been replaced by groves of eucalyptus. Those places are eerie, almost silent, as the native animals and birds seem to avoid them.


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At the start of our final day walking, I wanted to get a photo of our two musketeers at breakfast. As you can see, it is a blurry morning, and we are all in a silly mood.


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As we approached our stopping point for the day, this particular bit of graffiti stuck with me. Good advice, no matter where you are.


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Today’s walk was cool and sunny, and much of it was walking through the pleasant Galician woodlands. At some point in the constant pilgrim reunions today, we lost Alicia. Here Rebecca leads us forward into the next village.


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We were looking in earnest for an albergue to spend the night. This one looked cozy, but alas! It was closed for Sunday, so we pushed on. Two years later, we would stay here on our Galician Camino. It’s a lovely spot, and I recommend it.


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This cross, or variations of it, may be seen all over the Camino. Indeed, all over Spain. This particular example is on a gate leading to the driveway of a private residence, and it’s one of my favourite examples. Apologies for no photo yesterday - I’m clearly still in recovery from my accident.


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Just past yesterday’s monstrosity, we come to this. What is it? A forgotten wayside shrine perhaps, with its central image removed? It speaks to the age and romance of the Camino, if nothing else, but I can’t help but wonder who built it and why.


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Throughout Galicia, you’ll see this fellow on older signs. He was apparently the mascot / logo for the Camino during one of the holy years in the 1990s - probably 1999. This is its largest incarnation, rising like a monolith above a parking lot. Clearly, the 1990s were a wacky time.


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