After a slow morning mooching around the market I bought stuff for a picnic and started the 3.5 km walk to the lighthouse at The End Of The World. It was really hot and quite a slog.
When I arrived there the place was packed with tourists and I felt quite out of place.
However I spoke to some other pilgrims, especially Greg from Canada who teaches line-dancing in London. He was quite emotional about his walk from St Jean and had decided 2 days ago to give up his job and change his life completely.
I also met a rather chunky German who had walked all the way from St Jean too. And he must have been very chunky at the start!
Pilgrims were very much in a minority until I got to the very end, past the lighthouse museum and touristy bits....
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