Today was especially notable. I was walking through the woods westward from Olveiroa when the path before me expanded and I got my first glimpse of the waters of the Atlantic from the Old World perspective. I arrived in the town of Cee, right at the water’s edge, just ten miles from Finisterre, my goal for tomorrow. Those ten miles are my last scheduled walking miles! Then home!
I am looking forward to a very special day at Finisterre and kilometer zero.
I’ve loved this adventure, this piligrimage, but I am definietely getting homesick. I can’t wait to get back to my own bed, my own shower and a laundry room with washer and dryer. But most importantly, back to my beautiful wife.