Travel Blogs from Ainhoa
... out on dinner at the 2 star Michelin restaurant, Mugaritz, and it was divine. Twenty two courses on the menu with a couple of complimentary ones on top of that, they never stopped serving, course after course for 3 hours. I'm convinced there were more staff (kitchen and wait staff) then there were guests. I couldn't do the meal justice if I tried to describe it. A meal of a lifetime and well worth doing.
... We then had dinner with a Scottish guy that we just met who had ridden a bike 1700kms from northern France to Santiago. He had rented a car and so today we drove out to Finesttere with him which was known as the end of the world as it is the most western point in Spain. Quite a drive considering that Pat the scottish guy drives on the left side of the road normally and in Spain it is on the right. Anyways everyone arrived safely.
... Jar of Yogurt, "Gattzatua" and Berries
Video Girl's Bekarki tasting menu consisted of
Xangurro in Essence, its Coral Blini and "Gurullos"
Green Broth Infusion, Scampi and Smoked Monkfish
Sauteed Fresh Foie Gras with "Salt Flakes and Grain Pepper"
Red Scorpionfish "UMAMI"
"Desalted Cod Box with Shavings
Roasted Pigeon with a touch of Mole and Coca
Milk and Grape, Cheese and Wine Parallel Evolution
Tom last wrote from Cape Town before we embarked on a 5 day trip up the garden route to Port Elizabeth. We were so lucky with the weather considering it was winter in South Africa. Sadly the whales were a little slow to arrive in Hermanus this year, so we didn't get to see them but we had a lovely time driving through the Little Karoo and along the coast. The Swartbeck Pass was possibly the most stunning drive of our whole trip and another Geographers paradise.
Yesterday we decided on a day's lay up at Roncesvalles.I woke at around 5 30 am, the time one normally gets up when walking the camino so that you can sort out your backpack and get onto the road in order to get in 6 or 7 hours walking and arrive early at your destination for the day before all the beds at the next refuge have gone.
We had been lucky at Roncesvalles because Lara,the American girl we'd met in St.Jean, had asked us to share her ski apartment with her ...