It was saturday, 128 day since I crossed the threshold of my home and started my journey. I ride from Fisterra to Santiago by bus. Screen of my cellphone ultimately went dead. It was all wet, during events between Negreira and Olveiroa. So… there are no pictures.
I stayed in albergue Aquarius. Not expensive (10 Euro) but in a New Age style. I went to the city, blended in its streets, visit cathedral. I felt as I always lived there. Strange feelings. Next day was Sunday, so I decided to go for a mass, and still last time to see Santiago. On Monday I had my flight back to Poland.