Another glorious blue sky sunny day. I don't understand how it all stays so lush and green, but it does.
I managed to wind up a long way from the museum i was looking for, but it was lucky as I met a fellow pilgrim I knew from Ponferrada walking from the bus stop, after walking to Finisterre. It was nice to be able to use my knowledge of the city to guide them first to the Cathedral, then to an albergue. We arranged to catch up for dinner, then I found the museum, actually very close to the albergue I had just led the pilgrim to.
The museo of perigrinations' collection has an interesting display relating to the genealogy of St James, the whole strange story of St Anne and the holy kindred. St Anne, according to the story, had three husbands, gave birth to three daughters, one by each husband, each daughter being called, confusingly I would have thought, Mary. She is in effect grandmother to about 7 thirteenths of the early church.
Puzzling over this, I branched out on a new lunch spot, very nice indeed, back to the pension for a siesta, then back to town to explore the Museum of Terra Santa and its strangely eclectic collection of objects relating to Jerusalem, including a large scale model of the church of the holy sepulchre, a copy of the shroud of Turin, stone age flints and stone tools, world war 1british army helmets and many pots. I must confess I struggled a bit with that museum but i am sure it means well.
My last dinner was a bit strange, as the place we chose had a limited offering before 8, so we dined on pulpo and potatoes and smoked salmon and cheese and bread and chicharrones, a sort of pork dish. With apple tart and spanish cheese cake to finish. It was actually a very nice last meal in spain, and the young woman serving was really hospitable and friendly. So, tomorrow, the journey home begins.
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