The end of Camino Day Three is becoming more challenging. No beds to be found in Zubiri (Rats!) No beds to be found in Larrasoana (Double Rats!).
Not being able to bring a bed back to Joan, waiting at the Rabies Bridge, we collect her and locate a cafe with wireless capabilities.
Time to figure out what Plan B should look like. Elizabeth, A.K.A. Guru of Travel, works the daylights out of Joan’s Ipad at a cafe in Zubiri and she and Joan team up to find enough beds in Pamplona, Spain. Fast forward, via taxi, about 12.5 miles.
We end day three with a stay in a hotel near the Camino route about three miles from the city center. Day four begins with a leisurely three mile walk to the historic city center, which is quite easy compared to the previous days.
It appears other tourists are eager to greet us, ignoring the poor homeless man.
While passing a city park I observe that kids are kids the world around, complete with moms overseeing their activities and sharing a conversation.
After a little bit of wandering and asking directions, we find our place of lodging (above and on the left) and are early enough to get five beds. This albergue opens at 1:00 p.m. daily and will fill up by 2:30 p.m. today. Finding beds has become a race in itself due to the number of people walking and biking the Camino this time of year.
A little background on our lodging tonight:
Another way of re-purposing, which is a trend these days.
Posters advertise bull fights, but no running of the bulls… that’s O.K.
Now, which street do they run the bulls? Could be any of these or all of these.
Quite narrow and I would surely be trampled!
We tour the massive Pamplona Cathedral, mostly dating from the 15th century.
Randy visits with the French monk that we met the day before while on the path.
Do I see a clothesline through these enormous pillars? Adrenaline rush.
My day is complete. Boom!
The guy in the red t-shirt seems to be training for the running of the bulls!
Time to locate a meal for these starving pilgrims and Menu del dia is a favorite.
Traditional paella is on the menu… why not?
Home, sweet home, for tonight. Our tummies are full and it’s time to call it a day. Tomorrow includes another Fast Forward, as scheduled in our original Plan A.
This creepy doll is across the street from our albergue… watching us as we sleep.