My last commitment as Peregrino

After a smart choice to crash in Finisterre for the weekend, I bussed it out to Muxia (no, I didn't bustit out) and arrived to s much rain as Finisterre had, plus plenty of gusting wind!

Quickly picking a place to stay I landed at the SWEET albergue, it has only been open two months.  The beds are pod like with curtains and stairs instead of ladders AND power ports for each bed.  Wrapping up the sweetness, shelves in the bed area and numbered lockers near the bed that actually FIT a backpack!  Ooh, and the doors are all suspended glass doors, many open with electric eye at least on one side and a switch on the other (switches are in the hallways, so you don't walk down the hall and open every door).  The lights are customary motion sensed, but these actually seem to work right.  Large modern stainless steel kitchen...  AND a first for me, a dedicated cleaning lady!  She was even wiping down the railings and making sure everything in the kitchen was properly clean before putting it away!  SCORE!  All the staff here are very knowledgeable and friendly.  It made hanging around the albergue a very pleasant experience.

So, the time came to walk down in the very gusting wind to the Muxia point and let it belt.  Found a sweet spot behind a large rock that sheltered from the worst of the wind and let it rip!  It felt really good to complete the last of my mission.  Of course, only a complete psycho Peregrino walks to a church on a point only to belt out over the ocean...  Ooh, you should have received it around 2:39, give or take a bit! (Early reports that is WAS heard, even in Atlanta!). Came back to the albergue and just socialized with the other Peregrinos and made a few friends.

6:30 I headed down to the ugly metal thing on the waterfront (I assume it is a framework for grapevines to create an arbor of sorts) to meet some friends who wanted to get together for dinner...  No shows, well a cat did, but he wasn't happy about all the wind and stayed under the tree for the most part.

Not relishing the thought of dining in the local establishments I was kinda relieved when no one showed, so of you the local supermarkedo I went.  Perusing the isles I found NACHO CHIPS, yes, seriously, I actually found them AND salsa!  Around the corner Tabasco sauce (which is consecrated HOT in Spain).  A quick trip to the helpful deli and I had nacho fixings!

Back at the albergue they turned out really good, sharing them with friends, were destroyed the nachos!  Passing around a bottle of cream orujo just made things sweet.

The lesson here, let Camino happen and it will provide!

Tomorrow, I take the bus back to Santiago and start prepping for my return home Thursday.  I still rang to visit the bar where you buy tapas cafeteria style and pay by the toothpick, sounds like fun.

So, check out this :
"Ultreia is another pilgrim salute, like the more popular 'Buen Camino!'. While 'Buen Camino' literally means 'have a good journey, a good Camino', the meaning of 'Ultreia!' goes a bit deeper, implying encouragement to keep going, reaching 'beyond', heading onwards.".  It seems very appropriate, more so as my foot travel journey is wrapped up.

ULTREIA!
Kevin