Santiago de Compostela​

This was the first day I had not planned to travel anyplace in so long, it just felt weird.  Just to have arrived in Santiago felt weird. Nannette and I went to the official Compostela office and got certificates. Tears came holding that document.  I’d dreamed of this and now I had achieved it. Nannette…

Day 32-33 Arzúa to Santiago de Compostela 

This picture of this group of friends at dinner in Arzúa was taken just prior to the arrival of Paulina, a petite French woman in her early 20’s.  She arrived at the table in a flurry.  She sat down by our Canadian friend, pictured on the left, and began to overflow in French while weeping….