The penultimate day saw us walk from Arzua to Amenal, a distance of 22.5km. We are set to pounce on Santiago tomorrow with less than 17km to go.
We left early and were walking towards the setting moon through farmland and on natural pathways. The final few kilometres through a eucalyptus forest was very reminiscent of Australia.
Today was the first time I lost the way. The yellow arrow was to the left of a cafe and as I was perusing the crowd for familiar faces, I missed the sign and continued on the road to the right. However you are never alone on this journey. A kind lady saw me walking the wrong way and ran after me to put me on the correct path. I have done this to many a pilgrim in the past and although the arrows or shells are everywhere, it is still possible to miss them if deep in thought or conversation.
The community of the camino provides assurances that someone is never far away to provide help and guidance. We are all in the same boat; all putting one foot in front of the other heading to Santiago. We may not speak the same language but conversations are held and understood. I can’t wait to see my community celebrate tomorrow when we reach our goal……together.