Despite having a room to myself and the chance to stay in bed, I was still on the Camino clock and up at 7am.
I had a shower, a luxury to have first thing in the morning. It seems an age ago since I was able to start the day with one – it was bliss!
Once cleaned I went to the cathedral while it was quiet to have my customary visit to St. James’ tomb and tap his statue on the shoulder, before my usual walk around while it was quiet.
Then it was time for breakfast, I picked one of my favourite deysayuno spots, ‘Airas Nunes’, to meet the gang. Comfy chairs, classical music, very civilised for scruffy pilgrims.
I then gave a short tour of the city to my friends, showing the highlights of the cathedral, the first pilgrim and the two Marias. John and Elliot went to the midday pilgrims mass, while Judyta and I waited in the Praza Obradoiro, for Samual and Judith to arrive.
Olivier joined us briefly before he had to catch his bus to Porto. Just before the heavens opened up, they arrived with another familiar face, Sophie from Austria; We had met in Guemes – The Camino has the habit of reuniting pilgrims.
Drinks were in order! John and Elliot joined us briefly after mass, before they had to catch a bus to the airport. Everyone else had to check in to their accommodation, so I took the chance to do a little souvenir shopping and have a drink, before joining everyone for the evening pilgrims mass.
Luck was with us again, the Botafumeiro swung! Three out four visits I have seen it in action! Our bellies were rumbling, prompting us to get food.
Over dinner, we chatted about our adventures on the pilgrimage, showing pictures of the highlights. A great end to another amazing journey.
As I would need an early bus, I said my goodbyes to my friends, I hope to see them again – you never know, the Camino works in mysterious ways.
Here ends my Camino del Norte.
Stu's Camino 