May 26. A Picota to Corcubion 15.36 miles,37,048 steps

Oh what a day it is!! Right now we're sitting in the lounge of our hotel that faces the sea.  We have reached the Atlantic Ocean and it's even in the right place for us Westerners, even if it's the wrong ocean.  We're having beer and Galician wine and the tapas keep coming! First chorizo and now some roasted small peppers.  Dinner will be soon. Spanish people eat late so by 9:00 we'll be on the early side. 

We have a gorgeous hotel with a patio that opens onto the bay. Tomorrow will be an easy day to Finesterre. 

Of course, that's what we said about today and it was a giant cojone challenge  if you catch my drift. 

 

We climbed alot and then made a major descent of about 600 meters over cobble stones and loose rocks to this lovely seaside town. 

We're approaching the end of the world as it was thought of before the Americas were invaded by Columbus and his cronies. 

Dinner, starting at 9 was delicious. I had some shells that are the ones that symbolize the Camino, and Craig had yet more delicious pork. Dessert speaks for itself. 

Galicia is easy to fall in love with.   For now, enjoy the photos, even if they came in a strange order. 

This update of Blogger is supposed to allow photos to be placed but it seems rather random.