Villava Hotel Pamplona

... lejos de casa. Para su tranquilidad he de decir que no me atraen demasiado las chinas ;-) aunque nunca se sabe. Al final me dijo que aunque no es lo que más quería para mi estaba de acuerdo en que aceptara la beca.<br><br><br><br><br>Ya después por la tarde, un par de horas antes de que finalizara el plazo de aceptación navegué por pagina web de la organización y cuando me pregunto si estaba seguro de aceptar la beca respondí Si.<br><br>

... time in a while. We then found these great little conveince stores which sold boxes of sangria (1.5 liters) for only 2 Euro and 1 liters of beer for 2.50 Euro. We all got something, almost finish them, and then decided that now would be a good time to take a siesta in a park. <br> We woke up with a pretty nice amount of sun on our skins and continued to wonder around. As the day continued we found our route, found the place we would post up for the run and continued to enjoy the fact ...

Ok, let me just start this by saying that I am a huge wuss and was swayed by all of the Spaniards staring at me with huge eyes saying "are you loco??" - so no, I didn't run with the bulls. But I have still had a crazy couple of days here in Pamplona for Sanfermines.<br><br>According to my friend Wikipedia, "The festival of San Fermín in the city of Pamplona (Navarre, Spain), is a deeply rooted celebration held annually from 12:00, 6 July ...

... to loose 10 pounds if I keep this up.<br><br>My feet, legs, hips and shoulders are sore, but I figure as we continue to travel, the soreness will pass. <br><br>All for now. . . need to check Email and get to one more store before siesta time, when everything shuts down from 1400 to 1600. <br><br>We are moving on out of Pamplona to stay at a Knights of Templar church, where the service and music are supposed to be magical.<br><br>Adios!<br><br><br><br>< br>

This stage has no difficulties, the landscapes begin to change, we left the woods behind us and we begin to see beatiful fields til we reach our destination.<br><br>In Los Arcos I don't recommend the main refuge... when we were there we saw lots of bugs, an unpleasant smell, a small kitchen... the village is not very impressive but the main church (worth to see)<br>

We'll remember this stage for the amount of mud we accumulated in our legs. It was an awkward day, at least this stage was pretty easy but the beginning (a huge climb with a lot of mud).<br><br>We founded the main refuge in Estella newly renovated, clean, with all the facilities... a nice place where we met people from Italy, Germany and New Zealand , we decided to cook together a huge tipical spanish omelet!!! We also took a walk around beatiful Estella despite of the pain in our legs!<br>

... were my destination for the day. I got onto the train and found my seat. It quickly became apparent I was on what Danny Dyer would describe as a "fackin sweet train". Spain has some of the fastest, most luxurious trains in Europe and this was one of them. They are called AVE's, but I prefer the less technical sounding "fast *******s". I kicked back in my quite comfy seat and pulled the little tray on the back of the seat in front of me down to put my coke ...

... a lot of fellow pilgrims there. There's Leo, the Argentinian, Patrick, the mad Irishman, the two Finnish artists and many more. We spend a wonderful afternoon together, have pilgrims menu for dinner and get back to the refuge about five minutes before the doors are locked. Tonight I've got a room with only three other people, and the bunk beds are even clean! I've regained my confidence; today was great, so tomorrow can't be that bad either.

... and tries to skewer you in a human shish kebob! 4:00am; Fine I'm up what's the point? I can't sleep anyways, so let' s get this party started. This is where you realize the party never ended to begin with. There are just as many people in the city has before but drunker! I stake my spot and we start to play the waiting game. Granted having the worlds funniest home video- love and drunken stupidity marathon edition, in front of you is a good way to pass the time :) 6:30am ...

... to Pamps. Once in the flat, we set about a couple of hard days of drinking sangria, calimotxo (a local Spanish drink which is a mixture of red wine and coke) and beers. 2 days is a long time, whilst waiting for San Fermin to start on the 6th. On the 6th, everyone piles into the town square as I had previously explained in 98. Nothing had changed. Once we got into the square, Anal was pick pocketed and he lost his phone. He consoled himself by drinking ...