Larrasoana to Pamplona
Walking is man's best medicine.
It was raining, dark and wet. The sun was rising. We'll sort of and we had to be out of our albergue.




This is picture taken inadvertently while trying to get my camera out of my pouch under a very wet rain poncho. I look like one of the Witches the white cross was trying to keep out of Burguete.
Wet but beautiful walk along a roaring river with slippery concrete pathways.
On the other side of this bridge you can see a brick building. This building was full of wet pilgrims lined up for coffee con leche, tortilla and sandwiches. My first taste of coffee con leche was delicious. Half espresso and half foamed milk. That and a piece of tortilla and our tummy's settled down. We were still dealing with some tummy issues.
This is the man who was making tortilla as quick as he could. Check out the size of the pots behind him full of cooked potatoes and onions.
This is the man who was making tortilla as quick as he could. Check out the size of the pots behind him full of cooked potatoes and onions.
By the time we had finished eating the sun started to come out and the cats were playing.