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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... a tiny 13th Century church at Zabaldika. It was a muddy, slippery, stupidly steep In the wet, little goat track. The church, Iglesia de San Esteban, is cared for by the Sisters of the Society of Sacred Heart. Earlier that morning, I had heard the news that one of my girls (employees) had revealed her unplanned pregnancy. She's not yet 20yrs old. I'd recently found out her family is deeply Catholic religious, so I thought in should detour to the church, and ring the bell for her. ...
This stop was a bit of a surprise in that I had not realized that Javier was the birthplace of St. Francis of Xavier. My original understanding was that we were to visit a castle in this town. The castle, which is quite dramatic and well maintained, is a museum dedicated to St. Francis. The exhibits were excellent including many dioramas ...
... crawl to three neighborhood bars and sample their cooking. We're getting pretty good at the pintxo crawl. The bar tenders don't make faces or laugh when we order. Almost like locals! Becca's Corner: Our Spanish tostada we had for lunch on Pamplona's old Plaza Castillo. Three kinds of cheeses ( bleu, goat and manchego?) on toast with a fresh salad. Eaten while we waited for our laundry to ...
... We put our dirty clothes in a basket for the owner to wash and hang out to dry for 2 euros! We then walked out onto the village to look around for bars/eateries for lunch and dinner. It being Sunday morning and during siesta, no bars were open that peaked our interest, so we stopped at a small grocery store and bought a baguette, ham and cheese to take back to our room for lunch. After preparing sandwiches in ...
For the two days before Pamplona I decided to go to Madrid to relax and try to get over the cold I had caught earlier in Seville. I met a handful of people going to Pamplona, so my two nights in Madrid were spent excitingly talking about running of the bulls and trying to predict what the next few days would be like.
None of us could have actually predicted the madness that is the festival of San Fermin.
I took the earliest open train to ...