Last weekend the girls and I went to Finisterre, which is said to be the westernmost point in Spain, and in Europe. Back in the old days, when Europe was basically it, people thought this point was the end of the world.
We took a bus two hours to Finisterre and hiked up the hill to the end point and the faro, or lighthouse. With views like we had on the walk up, the hike wasn't bad at all.
We made it to the top and it was beautiful! It really did look like the end of the world with waves crashing on the rocks and ocean stretching on for as far as you can see.
I had to clamber down the rocks to the bottom point to say that I really was on the tip of the end of the world and when I was down there, I saw lizards. So now you all know what is really at the end of the world! Lizards. And a lot of rocks.
The walk back was worth every step!
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