Day Twenty-six 9.04.05 We walked into Santiago de Compostela this morning as the lady who did our washing yesterday suggested that because we were young and healthy we wouldn't need to take the bus. At least that's what we translated what she had said. About ten minutes into the walk we spotted a snazy new MacDonald's, I know it sounds sad but we hadn't had breakfast yet and it would be an easy solution. We walked around it and realised it was so new and snazy that it hadn't actually opened up. It was still being built in fact. Oh well, it was probably a blessing in disguise because when we reached the town centre (After much debate on best route, deciding not to follow the lady with the sholly who could have been going anywhere.) we found a lovely café that did a Desayuno Completo (Full Breakfast). The croissant, coffee and juice were excellent, the eggs were frilly and the bacon fatty. Fully refreshed we walked around the town which has lots of winding lanes and interesting shops. It was really cold though and because much of it was in the shade and the lanes acted like wind tunnels it got a bit much and we ended up in warm shops that sold a lot of tat but it was better than being in the cold. The cathedral opened whilst we were 'shopping' and we went in, it wasn't much warmer inside and by now there were lots of people around. We had a good look around and noticed that instead of lighting candles you cold put a Euro in the box and a tiny electric bulb lit within an unconvincing candle, We imagined at the end of the day they just switch off the contraption until the next day. It really didn't have the same emotional experience of lighting a candle off another but we guess thats just progress. We also took part in another peculiar experience and that was at the High Alter. You climb steps behind the alter, embrace The Most Sacred Image of Santiago, kiss his bejewelled cape, and are handed, by way of certification, a document in Latin called a Compostela. We felt a bit like frauds but it seemed as though it was the thing to do. After the cathedral we sat soaking up some sun in a sheltered area until our bums could not take the granite any more. Walking around we stumbled upon an exhibition called 'Galiciadixital' the sign said Gratis and it looked warm inside so we went in. we put our names on a post-it for the lady and were told to come back at noon. The lady said it was all in Spanish 'But it wouldn't matter because you can see.) We didn't know what we had put our names down for but duly went back at noon. A few other unsuspecting tourists had gathered. Shortly after we were given a carrier bag which sole contents was a pair of 3-D glasses. It was going to be a Mini-Futuroscope. We don't know who was paying for all the technological installations but they were quite impressive even if we didn't understand what the hell was going on. At one point we were directed into a fake submarine and watched fish etc. through the portholes which were television screens? After that surreal experience we headed back to the campsite, this time taking the bus. We managed to find the place where the bus stops (not indicated by a bus stop!) and get the right bus back. We did however confuse about twenty 'local' people in the process.