The end of the world. At least that's what people standing here thought a couple of hundred years ago. It wasn't planned, but after another 61 km I reach Cape Finisterre :). Seeing the Atlantic Ocean for the first time after walking across Spain felt absolutely amazing! I finally reach the lighthouse with the 0.00 km mark at 10:45 p.m. :). Nevertheless, arriving alone doesn't feel right and something tells me that this still might not be the end of my journey...