
We left Fisterra behind by taxi passing by pilgrims entering the town. I felt as if I should still be walking.
It is an hour by car journey back to Santiago, a distance that took me 4 days to cover. Watching the countryside fly past in a blur that crawled by the last week, emphasised how slow paced life is on the Camino.
We dropped Sandra off at the airport before me and Marcus returned to Santiago; we said our goodbyes. It was like leaving a close family member.
Once in Santiago we milled around watching the pilgrims arrive at the cathedral, just taking in the atmosphere. Hard to believe that was me 1 week ago! I felt like a loose end, I should be walking.
Tomorrow I catch my flight back to blighty where the real world beckons. I’m going to have to start planning my next adventure.

Well done, wonderful achievement.
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