Well we are just over a month shy of seeing the Bulls run, but I assure you with this knee I would be trampled, so good thing!

We took in the old part of town with great street views and checked out the cathedral. Next stop was the arena where all of the bull fights take place and the run begins, so cool!

    

      

 Afterwards we made our way to our firs Aubergue (hostel) and scored our beds for the night! It was in an old church just a block away from the beautiful cathedral and all of the night life one could want. We landed a bunk bed with Michelle on top and me on the bottom. There were three bunks in our section, however there were 114 beds total. The bathrooms are unisex which is quite a different experience. Open the door, hello ladies…what am I to do…brushing teeth should be acceptable. When will they leave??? I have other matters to tend to :/  

I guess I should pause and tell a story, one Michelle read to me from a blog while I was laid up in San Sebastián. These hikers had a new friend join their trek. He ran from his last partners due to the fact they were “drunk Germans”. These lads woke up drunk, got drunker at lunch and were snails on the trail. The hikers were happy to have their new found friend due to the German drunkenness. They also spoke of the rest of their troop who were two gays with a dog. Such a good family for the trail…

Anyway, we have scored our first beds in a hostel and we feel so proud! What does this city hold! We walk to a cafe that looks over the square and request vino. $2 a glass. WHAT! We must have found the promise land!!! We are so enthralled with the city and our ability to score a bed in a hostel. Then we see two men putting stilts on, YES! What are we about to see???? Nothing, the older couldn’t walk, the younger had to hold his hand, they went down a side street and disappeared…

We walk on, what is this? A pilgrim store? OMG! Everything we could have ever wanted in one place! Camino everything! After an amazing purchase we head back to our beds. I sew on my new Camino patch and we settle into bed, so happy.

Around 11pm (when the hostel closes) – our drunk roommates fall into our adjacent bunks. Loud laughter! WTF. Can they be quiet??? Ahhhh the one is snoring, annoying but at least they went down. Oh wait the other male and female feel the need to fornicate, aggressively, like shaking the floor (our bunk included). You lay there wondering how to capture the sleep you need. You wonder why the ear plugs will not work. Then you just pray to the gods they will finish! Damn the stamina of these two, should I find some water to throw on these tied up dogs??? Whew…they are asleep. I guess we found those Germans from the blog?? Now we enter what Michelle likes to call “one of the rings of hell” – snoring, farting, moaning, is that screaming?????? No sleep for the weary I guess…now where are those damn gays with the dog…

We are up and out early (you can understand why). And we are on our first stage of the Camino de Frances…let’s do this…

Love to all…