Today was a walk of prayer and penance… it rained all day. Butch kept telling us we were going the wrong way, so I had to suggest to Butch to “zip it up and pray” (ever though he was right).

In the evening Manolo drove us to Santiago where we, and half of Spain, gathered to celebrate the Vigil of the Feast of St. James.  We were fortunate to get into Mass and witness the special use of the Botafumeiro.  We were the last group to get in the door; it was packed +.  We returned to the hotel where we had a pilgrims meal…. fit for a king.            

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