I slept well in the albergue at Zubiri, but I still felt ill; sweating throughout the night and waking up early, feeling that I could do with another night’s sleep. In France the pilgrims generally set off around 8am, but in Spain a typical start to the day is between 6-7am. It takes some getting used to.
The walk out of Zubiri was pretty uneventful:
One piece of street art though caught my eye and seemed to add some depth and grace to this morning’s walk:
As this is the Spanish Basque region all signs are listed in Spanish and Spanish Basque:
In Spanish Basque the name for Pamplona is Iruna:
The first real taste of Pamplona, as you reach the city limits:
The Camino signs have been excellent along the way so far:
You enter the historical section of the city through the city ramparts:
The first thing which I did was go visit the cathedral – it turns out there is a charge to enter so I objectively remained outside of the cathedral – and got my Pamplona cathedral stamp in my pilgrim passport. The cathedral is so so:
Pamplona is after all a running of the bulls city:
Today in Pamplona there is a festival and I imagine it is farming related:
I skyped with my children and then decided to splurge on a spot of lunch. The glass of wine, sausage sandwich and Spanish omelette went down great:
Still ill and feeling weak, I am going to adventure onto the chilly Pamplona cobbled streets and decide where I am going to rest up today. Today I also have to make an important decision which will affect the remainder of my Camino walk in Spain.