At the Starting Line

I have arrived in Ferrol. It was a great journey once I had left Ryanair behind (does anyone ever buy those scratch cards?). Low point was the elderly woman sitting next to me asking for a glass of water only to be told that if she wanted water she had to buy a bottle.

Anyway, I got to Spain, got instructions from the helpful woman at the information point and got to Ferrol by two clean modern buses and at a grand cost of 13€. I trotted around to see if I could find the tourist office and work out where the official starting point is tomorrow but I couldn’t locate anything that was open.

Hotel is clean and convenient for tomorrow which is good news as the heavens are going to open and I could do without a long hike to the starting point. Ferrol itself is nothing special – it’s a working port with Spanish Navy ships berthed. In a way that’s rather nice – English and Irish pilgrims came here because it was a working port a thousand years that just happened to be near Santiago. I do like the continuity stretching back through the centuries.