While sitting around a supper table full of peregrino's on our first night in Orrison mom said we would get to Santiago one way or another.... Today we had to make a big decision.....mom decided her ankles have had enough and I have been managing an injury to the arch of my foot that happened playing broomball about two months ago with advil but after up and down O'Cebreiro it is too painful for walking long distance.... Soooo we have decided to take the bus to Santiago and spend 5 days there... One of those I will take a bus to Finnesterre...I have been having a hard time with my pride and what people will say and mom keeps telling me I should be proud of myself for what I have done.... To me this was not about walking 765kms.....or a certificate that says I walked the last 100kms.... It is about a journey with my mom no matter how we get to the end and the time we have spent together is priceless..... I wanted to hike the pyranees, the meseta desert, up O'Cebreiro and to see Finnesterre and have a journey with my momma which at the end of this I will have accomplished.....so with that being said the journey and blog still continues.....we decided to spend a second night in Sarria and off we went in search of a Good Friday service for mom.... We found out there was one at 500pm and a procession from the monisterio at 8pm..... We went back to the hotel for a nap which turned into a 2 hour chat about life..... This has happened almost daily and we have learned so much about eachother but mostly I am learning about my mom's life prior to my existence! Mom headed off to the cathedral for the service at 5 and I met her after for supper.... She was thrilled the service somewhat was similar to what she knows so it felt good....we found a place for supper sans carne (no meat) so all was well.... It has been raining all over Spain and some serious big black rain clouds were rolling in from the hills....we ran into a couple of Korean girls we have been staying at albergue's with the last week or so and they walked up with us...we stood around and it started to drizzle and you could see the confusion going on with all the people in the procession..... There silk cloaks and hats were getting wet and someone said they would not do the procession in the rain..... And then..... The skies let out a roar and the rain came down... Instant river in the street!! We hid in a door stoop and it didn't help we were soaked so we just gave in and walked 20 mins in the POURING rain.... Hung all our wet clothes with our wet laundry clothes and hoped something would be dry in the morning because every piece of clothing we had was wet including socks and shoes!!! Hmmm where is the German lady with the hair dryer now???? Off to bed we went not knowing where we will lay our heads tomorrow as we are arriving in Santiago in the middle of Easter weekend.... Have faith and trust mom says and we will be fine...