On Friday, July 25, Carey and I went on the 9 am bus to Finisterre. We stayed one night. The views from the bus of mountains and coast were a breath of fresh air literally and figuratively after 3 days in Santiago. A pilgrim gets used to the countryside.
I walked after lunch to the lighthouse. 3.7 km one way. My healing feet were awakened, unfortunately. Half way there was a pilgrim sculpture. And I was thrilled to see the 0.0 km marker!