First of all, made sure of my tomorrow's route. Then went to the park on a hill. Found the best spot for the picture of the Cathedral.

Then went down the slope and strolled downtown.
Came to Obradoiro Square and entered the Cathedral.

It is in the middle of Mass. So solemn. Wonderful hymn songs. There are many tourists here.

After that, strolled downtown again, drank beer at a cafe and took a nap at the albergue.

Dinner at a nearby restaurant. A frankfurter, sunny-side up eggs with a drink of blanco (white) wine. Blanco is my first time here

Very few pilgrims on the way.
The bridge before Ponte Maceira with the dam is beautiful. Tourists are taking pictures around.

Entered the town Negreira and took a rest at a bar eating a hamburger. After a while, began looking for an albergue and found one easily. A little bit earlier, a lady staff was still cleaning. But she welcomed me. 10 euro.

Under the landlady's advice "The supermarket is closed at 14:00 because of Sunday," went there after washing clothes.
I paid less than 5 euro for cerveza, agua, yogurt, and apples.

While drinking cerveza (beer), saw the followers arrived one after another.

Dinner at a nearby bar. Order plato of loin. Grilled meat is delicious. Wine the master recommends, too.

Back to the albergue, met a Japanese cyclist. He is from Gunma Prefecture, saying "I started from Barcelona and running 80 km a day. I am slow."

At a bar, zumo with a sandwich stuffing tuna.
When I replaced the water bottle from left to the top of the rucksack, the pain was immediately cured. Only a little bit of imbalance. Lucky!

I got at ease when the dam of Fervenza appeared down over the hill. But the way was still long afterward.

Passed a muni albergue by mistake and got back by the advice of a local person.
The check-in time is from 19:00, but could enter it and choose the bed by the advice of a lady pilgrim. Then took a nap.
And noticed many pilgrims coming in to stay here.

To my regret, my bed is very near the dirty cowshed. The smell troubled me through the night.
Come to think of it, I noticed there were cow dungs here and there on the road after entering Galicia.

Dinner at the same bar of drinking beer at noon. Pasta, pork, wine.

Paid the staying charge and into bed though a little ealier.
Smell! Too much different compared with the fresh cries of seagulls the next day at Cee.

The port of Cee is beautiful, too.

Decided to stay in A Casa da Fonte downtown.
It is still before noon. But I was welcomed. 11 euro for a bed in a wide and relaxing room.
After drinking beer in a fridge at the front, went to the beach and took a nap on the bench.

Lunch of pizza bought frozen at a supermarket (2.6 euro) and heated up here. Unexpectedly delicious.

Dinner at the albergue. Home-made dish with a glass of vino, salad and pasta.That's all and just so so.

Leaving the rucksack here, went to the lighthouse only with a camera and water.
The cape can be seen over there.
A lady took my pictures. She stayed in the same albergue last night.

The landscape of the lighthouse from the hilltop is wonderful. I am sure it is in the picturecard, too.

Back to the albergue, shower and wash-clothes as usual.
After a while, walked along the beach, seeing children swimming at the port.

Dinner at a nearby bar. Salad, fish and cake of postre. 10 eoro of satisfaction.

But then I lost my way a couple of times. Each time some ladies and men helped me. Finally when I got lost near Muxia, a lady about 100 meters across a field signaled to the left way. I cried to her "Gracias!"
And even at the end of the road, another lady advised me the right way saying "You are going wrong way." God blesses me.

While walking along the seashore, various flowers are in bloom. Petals of evening primrose are surprisingly big. Hydrangeas are impressive with the sea under the cloudy sky in the background.

I entered Muxia around 13:00 and checked in the albergue near a supermarket for 2 nights.
The landlord asked me in a smile what I drink. This way of hospitality is my first time.
I got confused at first and said "Beer, please." Beer was served with an appetizer. I was so impressed.

Dinner at a restaurant with a sign of 9 euro.
A lady staff seems to ask my choice, but neither of us can understand each other at all. Then she takes me to the kitchen and lets me see the various contents in the saucepans.
All of the dishes were so delicious. Rice dish, meat in seasoned broth. Pudding of house-made was also wonderful. I was totally satisfied.

While I was resting in bed, some girl asked me saying "I suppose you are a Japanese. Could I use the antiseptic if you have?" She was bitten a little bit on her leg on the way from Fisterra. The affected part is swollen a bit. I gave her Mercurochrome.
She, from Niigata Prefecture, is going to Port from now. She has been walking all the way without any guidebook nor a map. Unbelievable. She says it was good enough with the guide map from the office at St.-Jean. She finally arrived at Santiago de Compostela spending 40 days.
She also told me that she had a hard time not to get out of the toilet because of the broken key.
She took the picture of "Roads in Portugal" of my guidebook.

Found an albergue for 2 nights (22 euro). Checked in at 12:00. Top of the bunk bed.

A Japanese lady calls to me near the cathedral. She, Ms. Iida from Kanazawa, says she met me at Brugos. She has just arrived here spending 28 days totally. I am sure she could walk fast as a lady.

Lunch at the same restaurant before.
Then walked for shopping souvenirs. During the time I stopped at a museum, where there was a certain exhibition of Kumano-Kodo. Why don't they exhibit Shikoku pilgrimage of 88 temples?

Bought wine at a supermarket because I stay here 2 nights. Got drunk before dinner.
Dinner at a nearby bar. Plato with French omlet..

Visit to the same museo yesterday.
The pictures of the painter Ikeda are so good. The picture of the view at Totsukawa, Nara Prefecture, shows how closely he is related to this museo. It was painted in 1983.

The market is day-off to my regret. Bought several foods at a souvenir shop. As for souvenirs, too many and heavy already to take them all to my home in Japan.

Lunch of hamburger complete at a cafe. Back to the albergue, drink wine, and then take a nap.

Dinner at a small restaurant downtown. Nice dish of fish. 7 euro with coffee.

Drank too much, so went to the toilet several times in the night. Didn't sleep well. But all right.

Spend time eating tortilla and check in the baggage. I am light now.
Stroll around the small local airport, then write a diary, read a guidebook, ...
The plane is Iberian Express, an LCC. Flight is 2 hours at an aisle seat.

The transfer time at Madrid Airport to Paris was short, but no problem.

I have to look for a hotel near Paris Airport. As advised, there is a signboard of IBIS in front.
I asked if any inexpensive room for one night. The answer was only the room of 139 euro. I paid for the room reluctantly. A poor room compared with a high hotel charge.
Dinner of carbonara at the restaurant on the 1st floor.

At the check-in machine in the airport, a lady staff helped me handle it. It had a Japanese description. I am regretfully in the middle seat.
Soldiers with guns, policemen and security guards are coming and going. I understood they are on the alert for terrorist activity.

The flight left the runway 1 hour late.

Landed at Narita, finished the baggage claim and went through customs all smoothly. Surprised Fumiko is waiting at the arrival lobby.

If without Fumiko here, I might have wept to see my house after 38 days away. But with Fumiko, I felt relaxed at home.
My pilgrimage of Camino de Santiago has just ended.

2. So many lady pilgrims, young and old. I admired senior ladies walking at their pace.
I envied couples walking slowly helping each other.
So many cycling pilgrims. The routes, albergues and mountain passes were arranged for cycling, too. It is a culture here.

3. Many of the pilgrims were walking nimbly, leaving their baggage to a transporter. It is good to have pilgrimage fit to each person. Pilgrimage was not only training nor religeous austerities.

Newly Known and Done during Pilgrimage

1. Albergues were mostly no trouble. Arrived around 13:00 - 14:00. Left around 6:00.
2. Stayed at various albergues --- Muni. (Albergue municipal), Xunta (Albergue de la Xunta de Galicia), Conv. (Albergue en un convento o monasterio), Par. (Albergue parroquial), Asoc. (Albergue de una asociacion) and Priv. (Albergue privado).
3. Menu for pilgrims --- primero, segundo and postre at the cost of about 10 euro with all-you-can-drink vino.
4. All my prepared pilgrimage equipment worked out in the end.

1. When wondering about getting lost, have a courage to return to the previous arrow.
2. Spanish people are kind. They called out to me while I was wandering.
* In the dark morning, a senior watching over sprinkling water immediately got out of his car, and advised that I was going along a different road.
* A driver of a tractor directed the right way from above, and also someone in the field 100 meters away.
* Early Sunday morning on a street with no person around, I was at a loss for the direction. A senior lady appeared from the mist. She was really the Virgin Mary to me.

Anyway, don't hesitate to say "Donde esta aqui?", even in English or Japanese.

1. Bedbugs
2. Clothes lost in an albergue. Stolen?
3. The rucksack nearly run off with at a bar.

According to a lady pilgrim,

1. A man was hiding in the field.
2. The key in the toilet was broken, which locked her inside.
3. Bitten by a dog off its leash.