We have a rocky start on our way to Bilbao and the day gets tougher still, but as we continue west our approach to a place I’ve been dreaming of gets us back on track as pilgrims traveling by the sea, adventuresome in spirit.
Heading north for some Basque beach time prompts a change in plans. Sometimes a step backwards in a step forwards.
A “nero” to be tourists in Pamplona, our best family style albergue pilgrim meal yet, and more Iberican serrano ham.
Our first few days include resting my knees, a 12th century partially pagan abbey, a surprise albergue pool, and plenty of café con leche.