‘Live your dreams, don’t dream your life’. (I read it somewhere at the albergue today)
I’m not going to start with my tedious european breakfast description, I believe I made my point strong enough on my previous post. That said, I had omelette, colacao, bread, cheese, fruit, yogurt and juice. All that for €3, surely the albergues loose money when I accept those all-you-can-eat offers.
Time to say goodbye to Finisterra and my good old friends and get ready to start the 90km trip back to Santiago. This is part of the peregrinos and hospitalarios modus-vivendi, say hello to new people, establish a good relationship, and shortly after let go.
These are some of the last views of the sea before getting in land Galicia.
The way back to Santiago was much easier than coming to Finisterra, maybe because I did not get lost this time, but also because the wind was working with me and not against. On the last 15 min getting into Santiago I joined a group of road cyclists who were forming a paceline. This is when all riders go in a single -or double- line, similar to the birds flying in a ‘V’ shape. The one in the front works much harder facing the wind and the rest enjoy the draft conserving energy while maintaining good speed and almost no distance with one another. So I got into their paceline and made it all the way to the city center at a very good speed.
I stopped by the bike shop ‘velocipedo‘ arranging details for packing my bike tomorrow. Riding through the camino I found an Uruguayan friend who was just finishing the camino and on his way to the cathedral.
I stopped by the Parador de Los Reyes Catolicos at the main plaza, this was just as impressive at the one in Leon. The catholic kings decided to build a hospital for the pilgrims which served that purpose from 1499 until the XIX century. Afterwards it was utilized as a hotel and is considered the oldest one in the world.
I was offered again the gift to stay at the Paradero (thank you!!!) and as much as I admired the building, art-crafts, great service, 5 stars GL, etc… I came to an albergue. Why did I change all that to a room with 3 more sweaty people who just finished the camino, has shared toilets and showers, muddy boots at the door, etc? I don’t know. My last experience at a Grand Luxury Paradero back in Leon was really enjoyable, but this time I preferred to be with people I can relate with more. I have nothing against wealthy retired tourists or local business people, today is just not my cup of tea though.
I asked for a good local place and ended up talking to a local couple at the table next to me, they took me to a local bar and invited me a beer, I would have never found on my own: The Black Cat. Below is one of the dishes Iñaki advised me to try earlier, berbecheros.
I walked around and decided to get back to bed early. I traded the hotel invite for a Spa visit and a sport / relaxing massage which I will have tomorrow after taking salsa for packing, a walking city tour, and a pilgrims visit to the church.