Europe

Now, the Camino leads us onward—across the Minho River into Spain, onto the Ons Islands, and finally into the heart of Santiago de Compostela.

Seven days, two countries, sixteen women, countless steps—and a lifetime of memories.

I’d come armed with skip-the-line museum passes, carefully chosen restaurant reservations, and a bucket list of things I’d missed during my last visit.

The Grand Hotel’s rooftop bar and restaurant overlooks the harbor, Palmaria Island, and the shimmering Ligurian Sea. I switched my allegiance from Aperol Spritz to Negroni now that I was officially in Italy; my sister stuck to her margaritas. The mixologist knew his craft — we were in for a good few days.

There’s something cinematic about the French Riviera – pastel villages, sparkling water, and rosé on repeat.