The Camino into León is so industrial that many pilgrims just opt to take the bus or a taxi on this stage. I walked happily because I love watching small towns in action: the flower shop getting deliveries, local guys catching up outside a car repair place, or the smell of fresh bread from the bakery.
Walking on asphalt or concrete for any length of time is a killer on your knees though. I tried to stay just off as much as I could.
But then, this splendid XIII c. masterpiece suddenly fills your view finder.
And here I am in León. My Camino Frances is finished – for the moment!
I’ll come back again to pick up the Frances where I left off and walk to O’Cebreiro. Then finally from O’Cebreiro to Santiago.