Yes, it´s true. Dena and I rode into Santiago yesterday with achy muscles and strong minds. Having experienced everything from bike crashes to sunrises, to friendly strangers and evil albergue-nazis, we finally got here to this lovely city. More later on stats, hopefully complete with distances, but no time for that now. Just know that we celebrated in fine fiesta style with calamari frita and pupo (octopus), served tapas style along with the regular normal stuff like cervecas and sangria. Desert was a Torta de Santiago, an almond coffee cake famous in this region.
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