We’ve now been walking for two months and one day, and at our current rate, we should be arriving in Santiago in three days. That is, if nothing bad happens to prevent our timely arrival…

The terrain has actually been quite challenging of late, which pleases me; the “bare minimum” pilgrims, i.e., the ones who started in Sarria and are only going to walk the minimum required distance to obtain their Compostela, will be having a hard time of things.

We got a late start, having been the last ones to wake up except for a hairy fellow from Mexico who was backwards-pilgrimaging to Lourdes. Despite the full albergue last night, we slept well, and the attached bar was very friendly, serving us a delicious meal. Roger, a French pilgrim and a retired art teacher, showed me his drawings of the Camino: pen sketches of Galician church belltowers, road signs, and other images.

Below: Leaving Mirallos. Galicia, it turns out, is full of cute little hamlets that offer the occasional glimpse of a lifestyle that can only be seen on foot.

Below: Some creepy graffiti along the way.

Below: Beautiful, green Galicia. There seemed to be virtually no other pilgrims on the road today – not what I expected for the supposedly very busy final 100 kilometers.

Below: No mistaking which way to go!

Below: The two bridges into Portomarín. The original town was relocated to the hillside to permit the flooding of the river valley below. The water level wasn’t very high today, but you can see the discolouration on the new bridge that indicates how high it can be.

Below: On what is now the flood plain, there are the ruins of the original town.

Below: The church of San Juan de Portomarín.

Below: The tympanum of the church of San Juan, decorated with images of medieval musicians.

Below: The footbridge out of Portomarín.

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