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... damp underwear tomorrow. Despite the guides saying that Pamplona without the Running of the Bulls, it is quite beautiful. The architecture is very traditional, despite being a big city's, and it is very bright. So at this point I should confess that I am writing this over two days, as we hung out the washing and went exploring. The Cathedral was probably the best I have seen since arriving in Europe. It combined a ...
... fact ... I used the men´s loo. How funny is it that I thought it odd for a urninal to be located in a women´s bathroon, but nér did it occur to me that perhaps I might be in the wrong place__!! Note to self, duly noted.
I had wanted to finish this blog-journal thing before going to bed, but pilgrims want to talk and it was impossible to just sit and type in silence ... not a bad thing ... just bad timing. I met a man ...
... that dishonest people thrive here. At any rate, the tapas were a varied lot and the beer was exceedingly inexpensive. My favorite tapas consisted of shrimp inside deep-fired angel hair pasta (which Sara showed us in San Sabastian). We spent a lot of our time here eating and drinking!
During our time here, we saw countless beautiful buildings, the route of the running of the bulls and the bull ring where the fights occur (which had been transformed into a ...
... a renegade group mainly the Aussies led by Alan all headed off to the pub as Aaron foolishly told them the beers were only 2 euros each. The Spanish traditionally don't eat their main meal until 10 - 10.30 pm but as a consideration for our meal times the hotel was going to feed us at 9, even that was too late for many of us and a few opted out, not us of course we'd eat anytime.
Tomorrow we are off to Madrid, Adios until ...
... getting shouldered and pushed from every direction. But I stood my ground. We kept yelling to each other.
Above me, the crowds on the balcony began to scream and cheer, and the people running past us seemed to be running faster than the ones before.
And that's when I heard it.
The bells on the bulls, the footsteps of the people running, and the sound of hooves hitting the stone below us. They ...