The last time Russ and I were in Santiago, in June 2011, it hailed and sleeted. We did not go to Finisterre because we decided we would not be able to see as far as the sea. This time, Pam and James brought good luck. It was a spectacular sunny day. We had gorgeous views all along the hike from town to the lighthouse and back.
Because it was the feast of Corpus Christi, we were treated to booming, midday fireworks raining down on us as we hiked the 3 kilometers back from the end of the earth to the town to catch our magic carpet (nee bus) back to Santiago. And, we had time for a seafood lunch at a restaurant overlooking the harbor.
Because it was the feast of Corpus Christi, we were treated to booming, midday fireworks raining down on us as we hiked the 3 kilometers back from the end of the earth to the town to catch our magic carpet (nee bus) back to Santiago. And, we had time for a seafood lunch at a restaurant overlooking the harbor.
The shoreline as we walked to the lighthouse.
We think those boxes part way down the hill may be shelters for rugged pilgrims who want to sleep outside and watch for the sunrise. Not us! This was along the road out to the end of the earth.
A message we loved, at the end of the earth. See Pam rejoicing in the background.
Hiking back down to town through the wildflowers.
The stick James is holding fell almost on our heads. It had carried fireworks up to the sky just as we walked below it into the church yard.
Fish soup for lunch.
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