Sobrado to Santa Irene - Norte with Frances

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We walked and walked today- the sky was clear for the first time in days and we were energised to go to where we would have a morning walk into Santiago the next day. 
We left Sobrado monastery and went to breakfast 

Plans being made and changed and possible goodbyes and ‘see you in Santiago’ wishes at the local bar - where the only attendant was overwhelmed by the numbers and burnt the toast 🙄 oh well- it’s the Camino- don’t worry, be happy 

The walk out of Sobrado was smooth and scenic. I walked with Eric and Ruth 

All the leaves really were brown 

Around five hours later we wandered into Arzua and officially merged with the Camino Frances. By then we had caught up with Josiane, and decided to stop for lunch.

The afternoon walk evolved into evening.

A medieval fountain face that’s been pouring water for centuries 

Trinkets mixed with meaningful mementos. The differences between the Norte and the Frances Camino routes soon became apparent, so many albergues and bars (most of which were closed as it was low season).

The Frances even has a garden shoe store!

It did rain for a short while- but not seriously. The amount of water moving around the landscape was amazing 
It was getting gloomy but the time we approached our destination- headlights fitted (just like Martin Sheen!)

Santa Irene is maybe 4-5 hours away from Santiago. The plan is to leave early and get in by lunchtime. Tomorrow has come around so quickly yet it seems like I’ve been on the Camino for much longer than five weeks. It’s hard to comprehend. 

Can’t wait for tomorrow!

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  1. LM.12 November 2023 at 23:11

    👏👏👏👏🙏🙏✅👩‍🦯👩‍🦯💝💝LM

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  2. Anonymous13 November 2023 at 04:37

    Wow Mike, so close now and even some clear sky. As I'm writing this you're probably about to get up and going for the stage into Santiago, I sense and appreciate your anticipation - there;'s something about walking into the Plaza del Obradoiro. May the force be with you. Buen camino, amigo. Neils

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