When Eric and I approached Santiago de Compostela two years ago, the crowds of people around us grew by the day, as did their anticipation. Together we counted down “the last hundred” kilometers to Santiago, where the remains of Saint James waited for us in an enormous cathedral. On the morning of our arrival inContinue reading “Why Walk to Finisterre?”
Most pilgrims set out for Santiago. But for me, it was always about the ocean. I would walk west until my feet touched water, and there was no more “west” to walk.