Leaving Santiago, through a sleepy, winding residential district. Oct 12 is Spain's National Holiday, and a Saturday, so extra sleepy:
Looking back to Santiago with the three spires of the cathedral silhouette against the morning sky:
This is the Galician spelling of Finesterre. While walking, we heard what sounded like thunder, and then more like explosives, perhaps to keeps birds away from crops. It turned out to be firecrackers, large ones, to celebrate the National Day:
This person has decorated their gate with scallop shells, the symbol of the Camino. The grey coloured shells are where the white shells have fallen off,but the concrete exposed has a nice imprint of the shell pattern:
Very pretty town of Ponte Maceira, with the bridge that appears in this region's crest:
The crest depicts the Romans chasing after the people who were transporting the bones of St James (Santiago) from the seaport of Finnesterre, to Santiago. God intervened, destroying the bridge, and keeping the Romans at bay:
More of the pretty town, showing some fall colour:
Looking back towards Santiago from the bridge:
Leaving Ponte Maceira. We walked with "Rhino" to our destination for the night. He started his journey in Lourdes, in France, and is walking all the way to Fatima in Portugal:
Negreira, our destination for the night. Nice albergue, great meal, good folks to share it all with:
No comments:
Post a Comment