Return to Santiago : Finisterre to Santiago de Compostela

Return to Santiago de Compostela Finisterre Spain We awoke at 6 AM to find a bright sunny day outside, the sun's warmth already beginning to make itself felt. We walked a short distance down the street and stepped into the same bar we had lunch in yesterday. Sitting on the outdoor patio amidst a group of other pilgrims, we enjoyed our coffee, orange juice, and toastada. As we sat there a very drunk local man approached the patio, intent on striking up a belligerent and slurred conversation in Spanish, but he was firmly shooed away by the proprietor. By 8:30 am we had finished our breakfast and made our way down to the marina. Colourful row boats floated in the shallow turquoise harbour, and lines of white sailboats were bobbing gently in their moorings. A group of small fish was visible in the crystal-clear water. Across the bay, the hills of Galicia rose and receded into the distance, and behind us, the colourful buildings marched in rows up the hill. We stood at the b...