Sancho Ramírez Hotel
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... day so I got my fix after all. The last night before they went home the weather changed dramatically. It rained hard all night and in the van – you know it! So I didn’t get much sleep. I waved them off at about 10.30am and set off to see the Bardenas Reales, a semi-desert just south of Pamplona. I couldn’t see much of it from the road and it looked like 4WD access only so I pushed on to Tudela on the way to Zaragoza. While I was having lunch there a ...
... we are about to hear hundreds more times from our mouths (Buon Camino), this was not an energizing or satisfying day. In fact, the frustrations of the day may most deservedly serve the purpose of reminding us of one of our words of reflection ... patience.
Our Pension was hard to find, and in fact, we only really stumbled across it when we saw bunk beds in a second story window. It was where we should have ...
... here, learning Spanish would really have helped! Anyway this woman, Greta, was lovely and we exchanged numbers, had a quick coffee then met up later that evening at Iruna Café in Pamplona. Apparently Hemmingway used to hang out there, man they love Hemingway in Pamplona.
So yeah that’s a brief overview, basically I loved the vibe of Pamplona. It’s small, friendly, beautiful and a bit rural feeling. I would quite happily have stayed longer and may yet return J
... journey and so I am not surprised that my body still aches a little but my mind tells me that easier days lie ahead. The heavy rain turned out to be a very light drizzle and the cool breeze is very welcome and ideal for walking. It is a lovely walk today through tiny quiet hamlets and woodland paths, occasionally alongside the river. We walk through ...
... I want my money back. Biarritz is lovely, we had about 2 hours there so a good wander, a good look in the shops, a quick drink in a bar, a baguette for lunch whilst we sat on the promenade and people watched Oh these French are so liberal, all shapes getting their gear off for some sun. I even dipped my fat cankles in the Atlantic Ocean, so cold but so refreshing.
Back on the bus to Pamplona . As we crossed ...