We slept long and deeply at the alburgue. We are still in Muxia, feeling deeply entrenched here, practically ex-pats.
In a mostly cloudy day we have managed to find moments of beautiful sunshine. We began the day with a leisurely breakfast, then left our backpacks at our new albergue, and enjoyed a slow beautiful stroll along the coastline. Just by chance we arrived at the church of the virgin of the boat along with a small tour bus that included two different pairs of peregrinos we had met earlier. We were really delighted to see the couple from Flagstaff Arizona (and be able to ask them to convey our greetings to their Camino friends from North Carolina) as well as a couple of women around River's age who had been friends since college.
As it turns out we must be quite notorious (given our matching turquoise jackets and Chrissy's wrinkles)for we learned that these two pairs had already spoken with one another about having met us along the way.
Photos 1 through 3 show the lovely coastline beside the church and (with wild calla lilies) on the walk home. Photo 4 shows Chris walling on the walkway.
We walked back into town and had a big salad for lunch, sitting at an outdoor table at our breakfast place. Then Chris returned to the albergue for a nap and River went for a walking adventure of her own, exploring beaches on the other side of town and scouting the walks we would have taken into Muxia from Santiago if we had followed the Camino through Finisterre, or if we had taken the alternate directly to Muxia.
Photos 5 and 6 show two of the small white sand beaches just beyond town.
Photo 7 shows a pelegrina, newly arrived via the Muxia alternate Camino, who left her backpack on the beach and ended her Camino with a plunge into the ocean.
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