Monday 25th March 2013

Trip Start Mar 23, 2013
Trip End May 05, 2013

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A very poor hostel

Flag of Spain  , Navarre,
Monday, March 25, 2013

Up early after another bad nights sleep, I am going to kill that fecking German!
Anyway, its raining when we leave, I have now teamed up with a bear of a Dane called Jan and a young American called Jay.  The Dane has given up drinking so celebrates his new health with a walk.  He believed the not drinking has saved his marriage, he walks and his wife is doing a summer school for arts and crafts.  He has been married for 10 years and talks of his wife with a deep love and affection you seldom hear these days.  Jay is a teacher and has been teaching in Korea for three years, where he heard about the walk....  Jay has not been home for three years and said his mum misses him badly.  He goes home after the walk and smiled when he said there will be many tears at the airport on his return.
We stop for an excellent breakfast and two coffee con leche.  With the walking I am now craving for food to keep me going.   The weather is cold with showers but the scenery is still fantastic.  We are all stiff but the walking feels good.  We stop for a picnic lunch and share our bread, cheese and Spanish sausages, it tastes like heaven.  Soon 22km fly by as we walk and talk, the track is mostly a stone path so still very hard on the old bones.  We arrive in a small town where the boys want to stay.  The hostel has no Internet and there is none in the town, so I say a sad good by and carry on alone.  Its only 5 more km, but feels harder in the now heavy rain.  
I arrived at Larrasonna, its very wet and the hostel closed. Eventually I find the young man who runs the place, the Internet is not working but I am too tired to move on.  The hostel is very old with one toilet for boys and one for girls but has 30 people in.  Apparently it was voted the worse on the route, I can see why but it has no German.........Yippee.
The entire hostel goes down to the pub in the evening, the wine is a beautiful Navarra, again strong and fruity at 5 euros a bottle so more than a few are consumed.  The dinner is beautiful, soup and a large fresh trout with a half bottle of wine.  Its a great international crowd, Australian, Spanish, American and German.  I meet the first Englishman, Ben a young man from London.  He is recovering from a long illness so takes it easy.   We all have to be in bed by 10, which is probably for the best with the amount of red wine that is drunk by all
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