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A Coruña

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  • Day28

    Twenty fith stop - Santiago

    Yesterday in Spain

    O Pedrouzo -> 21km -> Santiago de Compostela
    Ya estoy aqui, en Santiago! I made it! Very happy and proud of the achievement. It was challenging, it was hard but it was so worth it and getting here is really rewarding. Gracia El Camino por todo 😊 Buen camino a todos mis amigos 🤞🏻

  • Day27

    Ribadiso da Baixo -> 24km -> O Pedrouzo
    With the heat down, walking becomes easier. Yesterday's big storm cooled the temperatures so we managed to walk further than planned today. More eucalyptus forests were passed, which seemed to be everywhere in Galicia. Last night before the big arrival tomorrow - fingers crossed all goes well 🤞🏻

  • Day26

    Palas de Rei -> 25km -> Ribadiso da Baixo
    Today was a long day, knowing the whole way that it may rain at any point. The weather in Galicia is quite hectic - can change in minutes! But we made it safe and dry, but knocked off our feet. Walking through eucalyptus forests, it was great! And obviously - pulpo a la Gallega, what else?

  • Day17

    Blowing in the wind

    May 25 in Spain

    As Seixas - Melide 15km

    Bei trüben und extrem windigen Bedingungen ging es heute einen kleinen Stich hoch auf 750Hm. Die Vegetation änderte sich schlagartig und hatte den Charme schottischer Highlands. Danach ging es wieder bergab und wir erreichten gegen Mittag das Etappenziel Melide. Hier endet offiziell der Camino Primitivo. Für die letzten drei Tage heißt es nun "Augen zu und durch" auf dem kommerziellen Camino FrancesRead more

  • Day18

    Adios Primitivo

    Yesterday in Spain

    Melide - Arzua 15km

    Wie bereits erwähnt, endete der Primitivo gestern mit der Ankunft in Melide. Das machte sich heute sofort bemerkbar. Hunderte Menschen waren auf dem Weg nach Arzua unterwegs. Dabei wurde man vom Kommerz förmlich erdrückt. Von oben bis nach unten in Muschel-Merchandise gekleidet zogen diese kleinen "Buen-Camino-Zombies" immer wieder an einem vorbei und sagten ihren Spruch auf. Zurecht ist der Camino Frances bei eingefleischten Pilgern verpönt. Wir vermissen die Idylle und Einsamkeit des Primitivos.Read more

  • Day19

    Final Countdown

    4 hours ago in Spain

    Arzua - O Pedrouzo 19,5km

    Heute zeigte Galicien noch einmal seine ganze Schönheit. Durch Eukalyptus-Mischwälder, keltisch anmutenden Feldwegen und Dörfer erreichten wir das vorletzte Etappenziel unserer wunderschönen Reise. Mit einem Restprogramm von 20km werden wir morgen Mittag dann Santiago erreichen.

  • Day13

    11. Etappe bis Pedron

    Yesterday in Spain

    Sehr nette Etappe mit klasse Menschen bei tollem Wetter. Morgen erwartet uns die letzte Staffel. Wir freuen uns. Die Stimmung ist klasse. Den Abend mit Fußball und viiieel Wein ausklingen lassen. Schade für Liverpool aber hier feiert das ganze Land. 30319 Schritte und 23,4 km für heute

  • Day31

    Hello from Santiago. Even though I gave up my quest to walk to Santiago, I ended up here anyway as I needed to get here to get to Portugal so it turns out. I walked into the city...not quite the way I intended but walked in just the same. I think the Camino parallels life in many ways...You start out with a plan, work hard at it but in the end, things happen to change those plans and things end up differently. And, one can only hope that the end result still finds you standing and in good shape. As in my case here...it didn’t go as planned but I still managed to walk into the main square and see the Cathedral all in one piece. I completed 275 miles of the Camino. I have unbelievable respect for anyone who walks the whole 500 miles as it is a daunting task and it is very difficult. I left Portomarín this morning via taxi to Lugo because it is Sunday and no buses were running out of Portomarín. I had a 4 hour layover in the city of Lugo which turned out to be a welcomed stopover. The old city of Lugo is completely surrounded by a 3rd century Roman wall that is upwards to 50 feet high. It is the only city in the world that is still completely surrounded by a wall so I read. It has a walking path at the top and is more than a mile around the old city. So, I say goodbye to the Camino with all its good and bad. The good?...the people, the views, the history, the change in the country as you go from east to west, the food, the wine etc. The other positives is that you realize that you might be in a shitty albergue with less than favorable roommates or slogging through the rain wet and miserable but in a few hours or the next day, you maybe having a great time sitting at a cafe and loving life. The bad?...less than desirable bunk mates. I hate to stereotype but I will say that my worst nights in albergues were spent with the French...It was my experience which has been echoed by many others here that they can be the most selfish, self centered people that you can share quarters with and trust me...their needs come first. I know you can’t say that about all of the French but it has been my experience here. The other bad thing?...toilet paper along the path. It seems that a lot of women simply go, wipe and drop the toilet paper and leave it for the rest of us to pass and enjoy. I am not so sure what is so hard about kicking the toilet paper under a rock or some leaves but that doesn’t happen for some reason. But again, on the Camino as in life, you have both respectful people and non-respectful people. I leave via train for Portugal at 6:15 AM. I will arrive in Porto at 10:15 AM. I am shooting for a smaller town 10 miles or so south of Porto. The beach that I am looking at is called...Praia da Aguda. It looks like a pretty cool place. I am not sure what is there as far as accommodations but I guess I will find out tomorrow. Maybe sleep on the beach? Who knows? I have been told that Portugal is cheaper than Spain and the foods better. That sounds great as I found the food and the prices fantastic in Spain. So, that’s it for now, 0500 will come early but only a 10 minute walk to the train station. Goodnight from Santiago!Read more

  • Day660

    It seems both of us may have a bug which is leaving us feeling drained after the slightest exertion. It was a struggle doing the hand washing, using the van services and driving on to our next stopover, but oh boy was the drive worth it!

    On the Northwest tip of Spain, Rostro Beach is an incredible place. We stayed in a small circular gravel car park that formed the end of a sloping, single track lane. Red, black and white signs warned us of the 'Praia Perigosa' (dangerous beach) but there were also information boards with photographs of rare plant species growing in the dunes. From the top of the lane we'd seen the incredible Atlantic waves crashing into a white froth of wild surf and even before we opened the door we could hear their roar. Wooden posts connected by weathered, off-white rope, ran alongside a freshwater stream that flowed behind the dunes and beside the base of a gorse covered cliff, to reach the ocean. Taking Poppy with us and crossing a makeshift wooden bridge, we stepped carefully amongst the red tinged sedum and sea holly, to climb the virgin sand dune, its surface windswept and smooth. Poppy was in her element and after paddling and slurping up stream water, she ran with labouring breaths up the mound, only to stumble and nose dive into the soft sand! She does sometimes forget that she has in excess of 100 doggy years on the clock!

    Bridging the crest a wild scene was layed out before us. A narrow band of pristine beach divided us from a frothing storm of an ocean. Situated on one of the most westerly points on the Iberian peninsula, this beach bore the full brunt of waves whose fetch ran all the way from America. The offshore wind blew the Atlantic rollers backwards, but only succeeded in skimming spray off their peaks. Towering above us, the roar they made when they folded was immense and they rushed up towards us, covering metres in seconds. Observing all this we felt awestruck by the power of nature.

    Back in the van, we watched as the tide rose and waves were funeled up the stream in a surge that made us consider moving further up the hill. The strength of the surge uprooted several of the wooden posts that cordoned off the waterway and at one point we saw the makeshift bridge being sucked out to sea!

    Morning came with a chorus of birdsong and a mist that crept down the hillside and shrouded the shore. It didn't last for long, as the intense rays of sunshine soon burned it off. Although there were some exciting looking clifftop walks nearby, we spent most of the day in the van, trying to regain our energy. We did however take little wanders up the lane, noticing the field of yellow flag iris and the occasional flying cicada, its wings clacking together noisily with each beat. Down on the beach, the waves, while still powerful, had calmed from yesterday's wild rampage. Butterflies flitted around the car park verges and just in front of the van, a group of Common Waxbills picked at seeds in the grass, the bright red beaks and eye stripes, striking features on this otherwise mousy brown little bird. They are natives of Africa but small colonies are becoming increasingly frequent in Spain and Portugal.

    Praia do Rostro was a wonderful place to spend a couple of days and it was with some reluctance that we moved on.
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  • Day36

    Ein paar Tränen gab es bei meiner Emontionellen Ankunft. Berauschend nach dieser Zeit hier anzukommen. Stehe jetzt in der Warteschlange für meinen Ausweis, wird wahrscheindlich 2 stunden dauern. Auszeichnung erhalten. 2200 km von Roggliswil nach Santiago.

You might also know this place by the following names:

Provincia da Coruña, Provincia da Coruna, A Coruña, Província d'A Coruña, La Coruña

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