Drunk on cheese, scallops, desserts, and actual alcohol on the penultimate steps of our journey.
We start our final 100k through Galicia known for its rain and food, not so unlike home.
Walking along the cliffs and the coast brings back our love of hiking, of meeting new friends, of traveling the way of St James.
Heading north for some Basque beach time prompts a change in plans. Sometimes a step backwards in a step forwards.
We continue eating all that Spain has to offer, tire of cathedrals, and take in a little casual Iberian peninsula paleoarcheology.
A fountain of wine and a fancy dinner of pinchos can really boost your mood when morale is down.
The city route turns out to be a happy accident when I get to experience 2 markets and several lakes in and around this quaint little town.