St Jean pied de Port

First night of dormitory life, in a lovely little hostel, where we arrived in a downpour. St Jean is a lovely little town, possibly a holiday resort back in the early 20th C. judging by the number of big houses.
We had dinner at the hostel, and met our first fellow pilgrims, from Cayman and the Netherlands. The meal was delicious and reminded me of childhood food, basque chicken and tarta vasca. Unfortunately it's unlikely to be repeated too often.
The dorm was quirky, but comfortable but it's going to take getting get used to living out of a rucksack with more pockets than I have things.
The ear plugs with ribbons on so I don't loose them worked really well Sue Preston, if you are reading this.Baca lagi