September 28th - I left Hornillos del Camino towards Castrojeriz. Half way on my journey I reached a lovely town called Hontana.
This town would surprise you because you walk up and down, and along a plain path for Kms with no end, when suddenly you see the town, like it were emerging from a deep valley. I hope the photos do justice to this.
After I left Hontana I found a path that seems inhospitable. I walked this one ever so careful because last time I did on my second Pilgrimage to Santiago I twisted my ankle. I was determined not to be bitten twice as the path is rocky and uneven. You will see the photos. After a long walk I hit the main road that led me to the old Monastery of St Anton. This Monastery used to serve pilgrims since XII century. But now they are just ruins, though there is a small Albergue, just in case one does not have the strength to reach Castrojeriz that is only 3kms away. I left the ruins, and as I turned a corner, lo and behold, I could see the town of Castrojeriz. What a joy to see the end of my journey today.
This reminded me of a story of a friend's daughter who died a few weeks ago. As she was entering into the final stage of her pilgrimage on this earth her face suddenly changed and was filled with a beautiful glow and joy. Her dad, my pastor for many years, just said as he held her hands, she is now contemplating God's presence and his glory, where she is going.