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.
We have a rocky start on our way to Bilbao and the day gets tougher still, but as we continue west our approach to a place I’ve been dreaming of gets us back on track as pilgrims traveling by the sea, adventuresome in spirit.
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.
A “nero” to be tourists in Pamplona, our best family style albergue pilgrim meal yet, and more Iberican serrano ham.
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.