I did it my Way ...

Combine 28 days, 799 kilometers, 3 blisters, one case of shin splints, numerous new friends, three cathedrals and then throw in some octopus, Galician stew, Rioja wine and almond cake and what do you get? An official latin Compostella and congratulations from the Pilgrim Office staff who verifies your credentials. Coleen and I have gone the distance.

We sleep tonight in Santiago de Compostella at the Last Stamp Albergue under a waning full moon and a warm glow of accomplishment in our hearts.Read more