All that glitters is not gold and my night had not been as comfortable in my single bed as I had hoped as there was a hard ridge of some sort running down the middle. Anne is obviously not a princess as her ridge didn't keep her awake! Sue and Jackie had been disturbed by the annoying fat bloke on the bunk next to them who waved his torch around in the middle of the night, Jenny had been kept awake by texts coming in on her phone but Fiona looked 1000 times bette...

We had decided to leave early the night before so were all up at 6. But Fiona's knees were still swollen and she made the very sensible decision not to walk the whole way. The plan was made that she would bus to Los Arcos and slowly walk to Sansol and confirm our bookings at the Albergue so that we didn't need to rush. That meant we could have a leisurely breakfast at the hostel and we were all so pleased because we were tired and, the day before, going so long w...

Last night was noisy. A metal bunk night is bad at the best of times but this was a Saturday night in Spain - need I say more. Why do Spaniards have to shout all of the time? This morning the cockerel started at about 5.30 and then the church bells began at six. Added to this I was on the top bunk which had no side rail and so I spent the night worrying about falling out!! David and Jennifer had gone already so they couldn't have had a great night either! I manag...

It was not difficult to leave the Jesus and Mary before dawn and get on the road! We walked through the still dark streets and the Camino was unusually not so easy to follow but after a few indecisive moments we were back on track. We had breakfast in a cafe on the outskirts of town and the cafe served lovely coffee, tortilla and almond croissants so we felt nice and full. It was still dark when we left the cafe and then, after a few flashes of lightening, the ra...

We had a lie in until 7am!! left Larrasoana at 8am after another machine coffee. The experience of not getting a room the night before in Zubrini was unsettling but Pamplona was, at least, a decent sized city and we were pleased that we had a bit of a head start on all those who had slept in Zubrini. The walk continued to be alongside industrial areas like it was beyond Zubrini the night before. The path then became quite wooded and opened up to a lovely cafe w...