My sister thought the trails were all nice. This proves otherwise.
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Another 20-mile day. The nice path was the last few kilometers into Finisterre. Checked into my room and went down to the waterfront to eat with Jamie and Christine, Lori and Angelina. Angelina is from Germany.
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Taking a much deserved day off tomorrow. Still have three kilometers to go to the lighthouse that marks the end of the known world. That comes tomorrow. Perhaps Christopher Columbus will discover new lands to prove there’s more out there. More than likely he has sailed right off the edge himself. As you can tell, not a whole lot happening here. I did pick up another Compostela for hiking to Finisterre. I now have three pieces of paper for my efforts. The highlight of the day was rounding a hill and getting a glimpse of the ocean. I’ve been hiking for 35 days across Spain to see it. Only three kilometers tomorrow. Six if you count coming back.
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