Camera is huddled together with my feet, shuffling further and further under the bed as I reach out for just one more shot, one more step. Canon, with its shutters closed firmly over its lens and the feet no longer with a ‘soul’ have said enough is enough, for now We’ll have another quiet day tomorrow and then off to the edge of the earth where we will tell you what’s on the other side in Fisterra, continuing our walk for Parkinsons talk to you soon


We queued for our Compostela and Distance Certificates, and again for the once-every-800 years San Franciscan Certificate


Then we mingled with the locals sampling their fare



And had some more hugs with friends of the Way.