How to describe today… Is it a rest day? A completely unique pilgrim experience? Or both? Whatever you’d call this stage, I can sum it up with one word: perfect! We woke up late, had a nice breakfast at CafĂ© Ancora, and headed down to the port to wait for our boat. We were the first ones there (and it was a bit chilly). Soon, though, other pilgrims arrived—including John from Dublin and the two Spanish women from Málaga who we met in the casa rural in Armenteira. I chatted with the Spanish women about our Camino, and before I knew it our boat had arrived! Our captain was fittingly named Santiago. He offered us tea and croissants and thoroughly explained every detail of the journey, even pulling beside a mussel boat and letting us watch the workers as they harvested them. The route, which seems like cheating, is actually deeply significant and integral to the Camino’s history. According to legend, St. James’ disciples took his body up the RĂo Ulla to IrĂa Flavia (present-day PadrĂłn), and from there brought it to Santiago de Compostela. We essentially recreated that trip—and yes, going by boat up the RĂo Ulla is recognized by the Pilgrim Office as an official Camino route. Another cool highlight was the only maritime Way of the Cross in the world, featuring 17 cruceiros (Galician stone crosses). We passed by those, as well as the Torres de Oeste, which were ruined towers built to fend off Christian Galicia from Viking raids in the 11th century. All in all, a truly amazing experience. I only wish it wasn’t so foggy (but maybe that just enhanced the feeling of a mystical journey?). A little over an hour later, we said goodbye to our captain and disembarked in Pontecesures. Our walking portion was just a quick 2.2 km into PadrĂłn following the RĂo Sar. We were the first ones at our albergue, which is incredibly clean and includes free laundry services, soap and shampoo, sheets, towels, and more (a real rarity for an albergue). With tons of time to spare, we wandered the town, completed a few errands, and finally tried authentic pimientos in their birthplace. And I can confirm—they ARE better in PadrĂłn! It’s still unbelievable that tomorrow is our final day on the Caminho PortuguĂŞs. As with every Camino, I will need a few days (or weeks) to process this experience. But for now, I’m just getting ready to put on my pack one more time and let the yellow arrows guide me back to Santiago.