We walked just short of 15 miles today without snapping a single photo. It’s amazing how you can be both so tired of walking and dreading the finish line, all at the same time. All of our comrades had that same happy/sad appearance.  We passed the 19 km to go sign, then turned into our hotel. 19 km is about 11.5 miles, nearly nothing after 34 days of 15 mile average walking.

We currently have 2 debates going on now. The first: should we get on the road by 6:00 am tomorrow so that we finish by 10:30 and can make the world famous mass at noon, or have a standard start and forsake the mass tomorrow, instead going for the Sunday noon mass?

The second debate is: should we continue on to Finisterre (90 km more) or Muxia (120 km)? Those 2 locations truly are the “end of the Camino”. Many Peregrinos simply take a bus there. We have decided to decide on Sunday, not today.

So that the blog won’t be entirely photo-less, I captured what a “credential” looks like after 34 days of stamping:

Until tomorrow and the finish line.  Now, for chores …