Thursday, August 22, 2013

Saturday, August 17: Santiago de Compostella to Finisterre



I got up early and packed up my stuff. I went to the post office to try to get Maria and Roisin's and Szilvia's boxes. They wouldn't let me because I wasn't them even though I had the shipping slips. They said I needed a note from them and a copy of a government ID. I emailed the girls and told hem the news and that I would try again on Monday.  

I bought my bus ticket to Madrid for Monday at the Pilgrim office. It was €12 cheaper than the price online, only €35. 

I grabbed a ham and cheese croissant and walked to the train station where I had read online that the bus to Finisterra stops. I couldn't find the bus stop. I asked around, no one knew. Then I saw a bus from Finisterra stop and drop people off. The driver said I couldn't get on that I had to go to the bus station 2km away.  I asked a lady waiting by the road if she was from Santiago and did she know where the bus station was. She said no but that her friend picking her up was from Santiago. A minute later the friend and her mom arrived and I asked them where the bus station was. They offered to just drive me there as it was on their way. I thanked them and got in the car. We chatted and the asked me questions about home and if I liked Galicia, this area of Spain. 

They ended up drooping me off on the back side of the station and I disregarded the signs and walked in the bus only entrance. Upstairs heading to the ticket desk I ran into Maggie from SC returning from Finisterra. After a rushed greeting I purchased my ticket there with an open return ticket to come back to Santiago,€21. 

I made it to the platform with 7 minutes to spare before the bus departed. The bus was a double decker. I sat up top and this was probably a mistake. I guess my stomach forgot how it feels to be on the road after ~40day. This was a very curvy trip and I spent most of it trying not to throw up. We drove by the coastline overlooking the beaches an the mountains at the same time. My stomach settled down the last half hour and I fell asleep. 

View from the bus



Finisterra is just beautiful. I played the find a not full albergue game. It took till the fourth try. Albergue de Paz had beds for €10. I paid for two nights, took my stuff upstairs and claimed a bottom bunk. 

The ceiling in my room

I went to a place called Mac Dous for late lunch early dinner. I ordered a combination plate that came with eggs, bacon, fries, croquettes, and asparagus. It was an interesting combination. The eggs, fries and bacon were delicious as always. The croquettes were ok but the asparagus was cold and slightly pickled. 


 I  walked back along the coast. The boats rested lazily in the harbor. 




The ocean is so cold, like ice water. The beach has few shells, mostly rocks and sea-glass. 




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