Day 10 was to be the momentous day that we would reach our end destination - Santiago de Compostela. While we were arriving by train instead of foot, it was still a great achievement. We had walked approximately 160 km in total. Unlike those making the journey hundreds of years ago, it had taken us... Continue Reading →
My alarm woke me up at 8am, I stretched my arms above my head and took a deep breath. My neck was stiff and legs achy. We were nearing the end of our holiday and didn't want to return home shattered. Consequently, we decided to change our plans sightly. Instead of walking another day along... Continue Reading →
We checked out of Casa Sara bright and early before wondering around Pontevedra. Finding a supermarket, we stocked up on supplies before heading off. These were mostly chocolate based. My brother invested in a litre of cacolatte milk which did not last long at all. We also purchased chocolate yoghurts, fruit breakfast bars and pastries.... Continue Reading →
Having a comfortable lie-in was magical. We made our way to breakfast where we enjoyed pastries and yoghurt. Feeling refreshed it was time to set off. I thanked the receptionist for our stay. She kissed me goodbye and pointed us in the right direction. The day began walking downhill (what a treat). This did not... Continue Reading →
We woke up at 8am in time to shower and check out. Leaving the hostel we were still not 100% sure what we were doing. We saw a bus stop opposite, where I asked a lady if the buses went to Vigo. She said; 'yes'. The weather was poor - very misty. The sky was... Continue Reading →
Making the most of staying in a hotel with a balcony we had a lie-in. This morning there were no pensioners around to wake us up at the crack of dawn. We slowly made our way down to breakfast. No one was around in the restaurant. Nor were there any places set out for us.... Continue Reading →
Each pilgrim in the hostel made an effort to wake us up, by loudly packing their bags, talking to each other or flinging their belongings across the cramped room. My brother hit the nail on the head when he described the youth hostel as being odd because there were no youth there. Most guests were... Continue Reading →
We are going on a bear hunt 