As shared June 5th, 2016.

Just because I like to overachieve, I couldn’t stop walking when I got to Santiago. I’ve spent the last four days walking to, symbolically, land in Finisterre on Cancer Survivor’s Day. At one time this place was thought to be the end of the world. It wasn’t. And neither was cancer for me.

So with extremely bittersweet feelings, this particular Camino ends here. 19 non-stop days of walking, 600,701 steps, 258 miles (415 kilometers), 2,392 floors, countless thoughts to process and a new forever friend. 

I am SO lucky and grateful in more ways than I can count.

Kevin & I

Burning the map I held onto for 4 years

An alter of healing we passed on Cancer Survivor’s Day

The true end of the Camino

At the end of the world there were goats!