Hotel Yoldi Pamplona

... by our tour guide Calvin. The temperature was warm..Biarritz was 23 degrees, Pamplona was 37 on our tour! So after bullfighting things we then walked to the main square down the main street of the Bull run, with suitable merchandising shops. The main square is lovely and the historical significance of the Bull run is interesting. After this we all headed to the oldest bar in Pamplona for Tapas and Sangria. The Sangria was THE BEST I'd ever had.. so nice. The ...

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Arriving at Los arcos, i was very happy to see Damon and Tim along with some new people I hadn´t met. This area of Navarra is fiercely independent, and the antispanish grafitti, signs and sentiments have become even more intense. I saw the title of this entry on the way into Los Arcos, along with banners demanding that the Spanish police and troups stay out of the town, or else.

A little emotional setback came in the form of learning about what >I ...

... headed off.

I spent about half of the day walking with George, at a very slow pace. I felt so bad for him, he seemed to be in so much pain. We took a memorable break on the side of a path with an amazing sweeping view of fields that, eventually, ran into craggy mountains. We talked candidly, as I find myself doing often on this trip. it seems most people have found themselves here out of some desire to change, question or cope with something about ...

... ominous omen for my trip but at the time I was just ****** off! So I finally get to Biarritz catch a train to Irun, the 1st town on the Spanish side of the border, and then things started to get interesting. Since I was running late I had missed the last train to Pamplona but luckily there were several other travelers in my same predicament. I met up with 2 Australians and 1 Kiwi (New Zealand) and got a cab for the last 70 km to Pamplona. When our cabs ...

... now seen one of these for myself i can tell you that the bulls are not given the slightest chance to defend themselves so it's less a fight and more a foregone conclusion. If you have not seen a bullfight before, let me give you the most unbiased blow-by-blow that i can:
1: men in pretty costumes parade around arena
2: bull enters arena with a small flag attached to his shoulder blades, presumable having had it stabbed in ...

... liberating thing there is. Christ did not come into the world to bind or oppress it, but to set it free.  In Christ there is freedom from guilt, freedom from shame, freedom from sin because He lived as a blameless human being, took all the darkness of human evil upon him and was knowingly murdered before rising from the grave. Because of this, sin no longer means death, in Christ. I have been a 'Christian' for many years but have only really understood the ...

... d never bothered venturing into one before. I decided that I had nothing to lose but plenty of time to kill, so I went inside. It was the best decision I'd made all day. I went inside and spotted a fine array of continental lagers, this was my kind of place. However my eyes were averted towards a long row of beer bottles on the bar. Duff beer!. Duff beer is of course the beer of choice for Homer Simpson, for those of you who spent your teenage years more ...

... ticket. It ended up there was a seat left but I had to wait until afternoon. No big deal so I took a self-guided tour to the train station. By the time I got to Barcelona it was dark and I wasn't able to see much. Early in the morning I will take a metro to the airport and meet my dad. From here we will embark together back north to the country of his grandparents. Until next time... Hope all is well back in the States and txintxo ibili! :)

... where they use it as a "consigna", or lockers for bags. It took us about an hour to actually find this place, and then probably another hour and a half to wait in the line. Strangely enough we ran into the guys we met in Paris in the line, who would´ve thought. We said our hello, then they went on their way. We met some other interesting people in line, mostly the guys in front of us who spoke very little english but insisted on making us the ...

... are singular. One runner tried jumping the fence where we were, the police would not let him in and they forced him back onto the street to run. He and the bull ran for the stadium. So did I. Once the bulls are in the stadium, they are taken away and some smaller cows then come out to play against the tourists. This was basically the run over, so we hung out, ate and then drunk some more sangria. The next morning, we packed up and made a move away from Pamplona