June 3 and 4: Santiago to Madrid, and home again
We spent the next day in Santiago, recuperating and exploring. We wandered around the outdoor market, guessing at unfamiliar spices, fishes, produce. We saw whole skinned little animals (guinea pigs? rabbits?) and pigs' feet, legs, even snouts. We soaked in the luxury of having no distance to cover, lingering over coffee, exploring the shops. Occasionally we bumped into other peregrinos we had seen along the way, including the Spaniard with the snore and (miraculously) the young couple with the baby we had seen on our first day out.
The next day we took the train from Santiago to Madrid and the next day I flew home. I'm at a loss for what else to write about it; the rest seems so anticlimax. There is, of course, the spiritual journey too... but that is a whole different blog.
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