Pamplona, a day of u-turns

Almost went to Málaga today as the train attendant assured us that this was our train so we hopped on only to find someone else in our seat. Lucky that, as we compared tickets and she said you are on the wrong train. Finally we found our correct train and after a nice train trip from Madrid we hopped off in Pamplona. No idea where our albergue was and no phone data. Ahh I know what to do, follow those pilgrims, which we did only to end up on the wrong side of town. Blimey had to walk an extra 15 mins back the way we came. Not on Jan, But once we found our way we discovered a beautiful medieval city, the old Pamplona and our beds for the night. It appears we are staying in a broom cupboard. A room with no windows. Oh well as our grand daughter says you get what you get and you don't get upset. After a shower we ventured into town along narrow alleys full of character and charm. Didn't see any bulls but I ate a bit of one in a delicious beery gravy. We sat in the square and ate a fab meal, a little treat to celebrate marks birthday yesterday when we were too jet-lagged to think straight. So great sitting people watching, sipping our drinkd(water) and eating a, great meal. Wandered around and went in an amazing church with wooden floors and vaulted ceilings. Those Catholics certainly do drama and bling really well. Then back to our cupboard where I imagined I was Harry Potter living under the stairs. Actually the bed was very comfy, who needs fresh air. So to sleep .Read more