A surprise reunion on one of the world's oldest pilgrimages — then onward with Doug from Santiago to the Atlantic coast at Muxía and Finisterre, the "end of the world."
In October 2018, I set out on one of the oldest journeys in the world: the Camino de Santiago, the centuries-old pilgrimage across Spain to the cathedral of Santiago de Compostela, in the green northwest region of Galicia — said to hold the remains of the apostle St. James.
The trip began with a surprise. My mom had spent weeks walking the Camino Francés — the famous "French Way," roughly 500 miles across northern Spain — and was closing in on Santiago. Doug and I flew over, walked out of the city to meet her on the trail, and surprised her there — then fell in beside her and walked those final miles into Santiago together.
With Mom's Camino complete, Doug and I set off on a short Camino of our own. From Santiago we walked west to the Atlantic at Muxía, then followed the coast down to Finisterre — Cape Fisterra, the rugged headland that Roman and medieval pilgrims believed was the literal end of the world.
The full story is still to come — the reunion, the walk into Santiago, and the road to the coast — with photos along the way.
The full write-up is on its way. In the meantime, if you've walked the Camino — or you're thinking about it — I'd love to compare notes.
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