Day 3 and it just keeps getting better.
We left the Zubiri albergue around 6.30am a little sleep deprived (as usual) due to the two church bells chiming on the hour every hour but a minute apart. I counted in 11, 2, 3, 4 and after 5 bells it was time for me to rise.
We departed a little after our camino companions Manuel and Irene (60 plus yr old Spanish Australians from Woolongong). We have been travelling back and forth together since meeting on the bus in Bayonne. It is their second camino and they are enjoying things a little slower this time, our pace as well!
The weather could not have been better. A bright blue sky with the gentle breeze at our back travelling away from the rising sun. The wildflowers were bright and abundant and scattered along the way. We traversed gentle inclines and alongside the running cool water of the rio Arga.
Everyone was happy and jovial. We shared jokes with 2 Danish ladies who looked like sisters but were just friends who bought the same backpacks. I talked for a while with another Danish man about our mutual love of Eurovision. He also congratulated me on sharing Princess Mary with his nation. Another French man who started his camino in Bordeaux with a 35kg backpack had whittled his possessions down to 17kg. Still too heavy but now more manageable. Everyone was happy to walk and talk and we were all in agreement that the day was gorgeous.
After 6hrs we strolled into the medieval Portal de Francia and entered Pamplona. We checked into the Albergue Jesus y Maria, a 17th C Jesuit church, now holding 114 beds in 2 rooms, then walked around the town and had a late lunch in the Cafe Irun- an old Hemmingway haunt but he seems to be everywhere in Pamplona.
Currently resting before heading out for dinner later and dreaming of tomorrow’s climb. Maybe I need a bull behind me to get up the mountain!