Third Day El Camino

Today was almost a rest day. From Akeretta to our hotel in Pamplona it was 10.53 miles. We started out at 8:30 and arrived just before 12:30; this included a stop for a coffee. These coffee stops are the best! Always a steaming hot latte and a clean W.C.

A view:



A fixer-upper:



Oh dear, this is where, in 2006, a young woman ended her Camino:




Along the way:





Petunias:



A fountain, but whether for drinking, not sure:




The bridge into Pamplona:



Another fountain:



The city walls ofPamplona are massive. That little speck of a woman sitting at the base is Tanya:



This is so great! It is the actual mechanism that draws up the bridge:




A significant ornate building in the city:




A brass door knocker. Quite elegant, don't you think?




Hemingway is a favorite in Pamplona. There is a street named after him (or is it a plaza?) and a statue. But at the head of the street where the bulls run, a pizzeria?



¡Ole!



This may look like a aged hipster's walker, but it is a device to help the ambitious train to run with the bulls:




View from my hotel window:




This hotel is basic by American standards, but it has lovely touches: in the bedroom, on the walls, drawings of the city in tortoise frames, old tile floors, and stucco walls. The hotel also has an elevator, very small, for shlepping the suitcases. And the people who own it, now the third generation, are very nice.

While we were about town this afternoon, we came upon a rather strange animal park. There were deer, geese, guinea fowl, hens, and other birds all cavorting together in a large, enclosed area:




Not your everyday tree:




A Frech-style garden, part of a French-style park:




Two sculptures by Antonio García López. Ian is standing beside "Night:"



And Tanya is looking into the ear of "Day." (Unless Day is Night and Night is Day.)





The sky over Pamplona at sunset:





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