This was the day that I started searching for love on the Camino. Well, not exactly. It was the day I started seeing painted hearts along the way and I smelled a mystery. Who was leaving these on the trail and for what purpose? I followed the hearts for days, hoping there would be a wonderful love story to tell at the end. Sadly, the mystery remains unsolved. However I was happy to see a final heart in Finisterre, so whoever it was leaving these totems went to the end of the earth for love. I hope they found it.