Fisterra, Spain and Canary Islands
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Setting out from santiago and three days from Fisterra. Most fellow perigrinos were quite sensibly doing the leg by bus as the weather gets pretty wild out this way. The galician wind and rain over the few days was pretty uncompromising and the paths turned to rivers as the guide book promised but it was worth the discomfort. It did relent though to afford a stunning sunset at Finisterre lighthouse. Orujo de hierbas, a potent little local liquor, was enjoyed in copious amounts around a bonfire and it somehow brought more finality to the trip than Santiago. Managed to amble over to Muxia on what was undoubtedly the path least travelled, and worst marked, of my camino. However, even with the hangover, all I had to remember was to keep the costa do morte (gallego for coast of death) to my left. After almost 1000k I wasn´t goin to get too badly lost and the massive portions of fresh fish meant my camino ended, appropriately enough, with gluttony. People do call the camino life-changing experience. My abiding memory of it will probably spending 40 or so days with people who were simply ridiculously nice. So this in itself might not be quite life changing, but probably makes it once-in a-lifetime stuff.
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