In Roman times, Finisterre was believed to be the end of the known world. It is a popular extension to the Camino de Santiago. Some walk, some ride the bus.. I did the latter.

I joined Oz and Scott for an early morning walk to the lighthouse on the rocky Coast of Death.

The fog rolled in but we still enjoyed the stunning colors of the sunrise.

We discovered we weren’t alone.

On the walk back, we noticed a cold pilgrim and art by Nove Noel.

I was excited to be so near the ocean. I find it calming and relaxing.

Especially, strolling the beaches, picking up shells. The water is wonderfully clear here.

In town, there is a charming mix of old and new, good seafood, and Batidor Pasteleria.