We walked into Santiago on Easter Saturday.
Walking into the square is always meaningful. It is the end of the pilgrimage, the end of the journey.
It can be very emotional. Or it can be simply devoid of any emotion. But for sure it holds a very personal meaning for every pilgrim.
The Portuguese Camino was shorter, but in no way easier than the Camino Frances, the surfaces on this route had far more cobblestone and pavement. There were an equal amount of hills to be climbed but on this route most of them were not on natural path.
I walked with new friends every day, I laughed more than I can remember laughing in a long time.
I had some beautiful meals along with some wonderful wine and great company. I would say my Camino Portugues was successful. Bom Caminho!
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