We went and had pan y tomate for breakfast and then attended mass in English at the chapel. Then we walked round the edge of the old town to the bar where we had stopped and we walked the last part of the Frances to the cathedral where we hugged Santiago and revered his bones.
Then lunch and a chat with a Dutch pilgrim who had cycled from the Netherlands. We ordered sardines and a plate of cheese and a mouse beer for Mum.
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