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 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….