Arzua on our way to Santiago

Sunset in Palas De Rei.

Dwight walking with our UK friends after finding yet another river that appears to be flowing upstream.
I am sitting on a street curb in Azura after walking thru the small town to see if I could get a signal. Yes, lots of strange looks but you never know when you can get back on the internet. With only 25 miles to go to Santiago it almost feels bittersweet, leaving out today from Azrua with mist and fog. Sending our packs on by taxi will give a little rest to our feet after yesterdays long walk of 20 miles. We are still traveling with the crew from the UK that we met back in Sarria. They are so much fun and making these last few days enjoyable and entertaining.
By looking at the picture of Thomas you can see why they want to send their packs forward, but for ritual sake we will walk the final 12 miles into Santiago tomorrow with our full gear. It truly has been such an enriching and mystical experience. Neither of us would trade it for anything. Every step along the way has been challenging mentally and physical, ever changing, with unexpected blessings sometimes in disguise. So many times along the way, someone has come from no where, just as we walked past our turn, and has set us straight on the right path. It is almost erie, as we turn back around and there is no one there. The people we have met along the way are amazing individuals with such varied stories and character. So far Galicia has been my favorite part of this journey. Almost every town along the Camino was created mostly for the Pilgrims, their reason for being and each step we take we walk in the footsteps of so many before us. We can almost hear the whispers of their stories and imagine what their journey must have been like so long ago.

Our Compostela is almost filled with stamps we have collected along the way, our feet our tired, clothes a little looser and our packs a little lighter and although we can't see it yet, Santiago looms before us and we are excited to get there.

Leaving Palas De Rei, we get closer and closer to Santiago, each marker reminds us of the little time we have left here.
Dwight thinks there will be lots of cows in Santiago.