A Chill Day

Ah, to sleep in. Even if the rest wasn't the best, not having to leave at 8 like most albergues was a luxury. Standard bread, bread and more bread breakfast prepared us for a day of exploring in Finisterre. What we found? Not much going on in this fishing port town. Of course we can always get into something so we spent some time near the water hanging out and climbing on jagged rocks. Watched a local fisherman collect bait by turning over rocks and catching small crabs with his bare hands (ouch!). Spent some time chillin' on the beach. We are now preparing to make our final walk; 30 km to the (supposedly beautiful) town of Muxia tomorrow. Probably wouldn't be making this jaunt but we finished our camino two days ahead of what we thought it would take. We'll keep ya posted.