So, I arrived at Santiago de Compostela today before noon as planned. I wrote another entry before stepping out this morn. Well fortunately, there were two other early birds this morning, a French couple. If it hadn't been for them, I would have taken the wrong turn for sure. It was kind of dark but that wasn't the problem. The problem was with signage.. or the lack of a marker or arrow when there were 3 possible streets to take. The gentlemen sniffed it out and lead the way. For the next couple of hours I followed behind, not losing sight of their red backpacks.. just in case.
At a certain point, they stopped off and I carried on. There are plenty of mile markers, shells and yellow arrows for the most part. . .until you are just 15km away from kilometer 0, that is. Incredible but the mile markers disappear and signage is noticeably less.
I had walked for 5 days and on day 6, I had the most trouble with losing my way. It's true. I could possibly get lost trying to get out of a paper bag. That tells you about the first 5 days and the heavy use and much appreciated! yellow arrows indicating the direction. I didn't get lost.
The last 15 kms I asked if I was going the right to at least 5 people and 4 of them were locals. I guess that is an average of every 3 miles. After having climbed up a hill, there was a cyclist behind me walking his bike up. I waited for him to ask which way to go. Then, I flagged down a car to ask the same question. School kids were playing soccer on a basketball court and they heard my same pregunta. Basically, there was no way I was going to go any extra kilometers out of my way. I wanted to stay on the right Way:-)
