One year ago, we were a few drinks deep with some of our best friends when someone floated the idea:"Let’s do the Camino." We laughed. We cheered. And then, surprisingly, we followed through. Twelve months later, we were standing in front of the Cathedral in Santiago de Compostela, sweaty, emotional, and overwhelmed, in the best possible way.

If you’d told me back on Day 1, windswept and wide-eyed in Matosinhos, that we’d soon be striding into Santiago de Compostela with full hearts and tired feet, I’m not sure I’d have believed you.