We get up early again, 6am. The four Brazilian guys that Bruno walked with were here last night, I’ll have to let him know.
The young guy at the albergue told me last night that there was a bus at 7am to Cee, this would reduce today’s walk from 32km to about 16km. I’m happy to accept this as my UNICEF fundraising was 1500km to Santiago, which I did, in fact it was more than… Walking to Finisterre is for me, but I have to consider Jaz. Like I tell her, it’s more important that she’s ok and doesn’t hurt herself and I see all my Camino friends one last time rather than walking for the sake of walking. Ice achieved what I set out to do, who I am hasn’t changed, I’ve just reaffirmed what I already knew in myself. I have lost nearly 34lbs, but my craving for KFC and McDonalds will probably not help keep that off…!?!
Anyway, it’s 7.30am, no buses… Jaz isn’t looking happy! We go back to the albergue and between the owners Spanish and my English and a little sign language we discover theirs no bus until later in the day, but he is going to Cee and will give us a lift!
When we arrive in Cee, he points in the direction of the Camino, I throw my backpack on and we set off. After two months of walking it’s amazing to finally see the sea (in Cee). As we walk the route takes us up the hills away from the coast, then brings us back down to it through the small towns and villages. I can’t help but look over the walls as we walk, spotting fish and other sea creatures.
By twelve thirty we arrive in Finisterre, I’m excited to see everyone one last time before we all go our own way. As we walk down the streets, people in doorways try telling us where to stay, it reminds me of Egypt and how pushy people are. We find a very reasonable little hotel down near the harbour front. After booking in, I go to the tourist information where I bump into Nikki, Neville & Ava. We arrange to meet later on for dinner before walking out to the lighthouse.
The rest of the afternoon Jaz and I wander and go rockpooling, where we find fish, crabs, starfish and lots of sea anemones… I feel like a kid again, it’s great!
We bump into Nikki several times and then find Jonathon, Carlos and Bruno! It’s too late for a siesta so we go and get changed before heading back to find them all.
It’s sad to think this time tomorrow half of us would be heading home, some may stay in touch, others would just be memories. All of them are amazing people that I respect immensely…
Dinner is full of laughter and enjoyment, and then after, alcohol is bought for watching the sunset at the lighthouse.
We make our way along the 3km to the most westerly point of Spain. Tonight marks the end of all our Camino’s… Tomorrow we wake as tourists. For me it still hasn’t sunk in fully, it seems to have gone so fast!
I still have to get Jaz and myself home, but first we’re going to make our way back to France to see my parents for a few days.
When I get home I have to find a new home, a new job and start sorting through my photographs to see if I can put something together on the Camino. If I can produce any type of photographic journal and get it published, UNICEF will benefit from 75% of any profits. I also have to write more press releases on my return?!!
I am going to keep the blog live until my UNICEF page closes at Christmas. I will update with any news that may arise.
I should warn you all, I’ve had plenty of time to think of a few new fundraising adventures! Some more extreme, but all will need more thought and support put into them, I hope UNICEF will show me a little support in return?
As always, better late than never…