
Guided by birdsong, the journey continues.

The airport perimeter fence means we’re getting very close to Santiago.

It’s a bit dramatic, but the juxtaposition of crosses and barbed wire is still striking.

The trail is dusty but shady.

Now that’s a mixed message! But it’s okay. Just stay on the trail.

It’s still a very pretty walk.

And the birds are still singing.

We have an audience! The scallop shell on the right is a nice touch.

An awful lot of feet make this journey!

It’s a pretty unique-looking plant, but it almost looks like a hand making an obscene gesture.

Kiwis, anyone? The barbed wire says “no.” But that’s okay. At this point a cold beer sounds much better!












































What do they make of this constant parade of peregrinos?















