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Dumbría, July 2

Dumbría, July 2

I decided to walk the whole 60 to Muxia today. A great Brit, with whom I had a beer on top of Hospital, the place where the road between Muxia and Finisterre splits, and where in good days one can see the ocean for the first time, aside, I’ve walked alone. I am...

Sarria

Sarria

The city that starts the 100 kilometer required to get one’s Compostela in Santiago. I’d been expecting the culture shock, but nothing could have prepared me for this. Unlike St. Jean-Pied-de-Port, where a mixture of dread, anticipation, excitement, and acquaintance...

Santiago de Compostela, dawn.

Santiago de Compostela, dawn.

Arriving in Santiago yesterday could not have been more anti-climactic. After a brief hike, up the hill to Monte de Gozo, the hill of joy, the descent was quick and only slightly longer than our usual morning hikes to get coffee… The City bustles with pilgrims...

O Cebreiro

O Cebreiro

Passed into Galicia this morning, on horseback, no less. It’s the last province, the most mystical, and a more temperate climate than the Meseta. The view from O Cebreiro is stunning, the people are much nicer, and the food for amazing. Had a vegetarian dinner...

Burgos, June 9

Burgos, June 9

The city of Burgos is kinda huge, a fact easily realized as you slog along miles and miles of industrial outskirts. Even Pamplona was less aggravating. After crossing about five freeways (with drivers not giving a shit about the posted “Careful, Pilgrims”...

A Town Before Burgos

A Town Before Burgos

No trip update today. I’ll write one once I am in Burgos, which is about 10 miles from here. iOS 11 updated on my cellphone and iPad, which apparently means it’ll suck ARW into the tablet, but be unable to actually display it, leading to me having lost...