A piper played a crazy, frenetic song as we made our way under the arch and into the cathedral square. There, after 800km and 33 days, was Santiago’s Cathedral. James and I high fived and hugged. We had arrived.
At the moment it’s hard to process what we have experienced. That can wait for a longer post in the next day or so. For now all I can say is that it has been a joy to spend this time with James. We never fought or had cross words, even though there were many days when this was very difficult for him, me or both of us. He accepted the adventure with an amazing attitude that everyone we have met has acknowledged. It has meant that we have made friends that we will remember for life.
Speaking of which, our Camino family has many members. Some had to leave early and head home. Others we met and they either went ahead or we did, though they remain in our thoughts and hearts.
For now, here are some photos of our last day as pilgrims. Our last day on the Camino.
So there you have it, our final day on the Camino. More details will follow I’m sure. Oh, one last thing.