Day 3: Pamplona

When walking through the narrow streets of Pamplona, it is easy to see why Hemingway fell in love with this charming town. We arrived last night, very tired from two days of travel. All I can say about travel is that I am very glad Profe spend many class periods patiently attempting to get us to pronounce "autobus" correctly! Our hostel is small and comfortable and only three blocks from the old town. We started our day by mailing a package (in Spanish! A challenge we accomplished!) then walked around the city. In the middle of Pamplona is a beautiful green park area with and old moat and cool sculptures. Next we walked through the old town where the running of the bulls takes place. In Spain the main meal is called "comida" and is eaten around 2. We ate "The menu of the day" which is two courses, bread, wine, and coffee all for about 10 euros. It was very good! We were very lucky to be here on a Thursday. Today was pinchos day! One street of the old town had many bars (not like American bars) with rows of pinchos (think a small and delicious bite to eat) with a special of 2 euros for a small drink and a pincho. My favorite was a slice of baguette with a very thin slice of meat and a slice of Brie cheese. The street was very narrow, only about 12 feet, and entirely packed with people, it was almost hard to walk! Tomorrow we begin our Camino. Send us luck!Okumaya devam et