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We taxi to the bus station to get the bus to Logroņo. We have left ourselves plenty of time, so get out our laptops and try and catch up with blogs. We're getting behind as we've been too buggered to write them while we were walking. An Australian guy starts chatting to us. His name's Dooley and he's waiting for the bus to St Jean Pied de Port and …
... that's the lesson learnt and I can carry on with no further dramas! Leaving Puente la Reina I saw my first pretend pilgrims. Two European girls holding up a sign to Estella on the roadside hoping to hitch a lift. I think this goes against the true spirit of El Camino, if you're going to hitch a lift you might as well go to Madrid or Barcelona! I don't see why you should follow an ancient walking route if you're going to do ...
... plane solo.
I flew solo.
But Oihane and her Papa met me in the airport in Bilbao, and I had never been happier to see a familiar face. But now that I've done this solo-flying thing once, I know that my return flight won't be half so scary.
Vitoria-Gasteiz is quite a change from Sevilla. For one thing, it is located on the complete opposite side of the country. Vitoria is the second largest city in the "Basque ...
this year our school is celebrating its 25th anniversary and we would like to organize a school trip.
We would really appreciate it if you could help us choose the destination. Thatīs why we would like you to contribute by writing an entry we could publish on the schoolīs blog describing a place and giving reasons why we should choose that destination.
Thank you in advance.
With the time change, it was after nine when we went down to brekkies. We had a fine, quick meal, then checked out of the hotel. After a drive through town to find an ATM, we were on the road towards Loarre.
The atmosphere was very hazy – not so hazy that you could stare at the sun, but still hazy. The Pyrenees were distant hints, nothing more. We drove through much farmland, dotted with small hills, each of which seemed to sport a town, castle, or monastery on top. It ...