Plaza del Castillo in the old town of Pamplona. Our room, simple but included a private bath with lots of hot water. Reg scored a great dinner. The sign post pointed us out of town.
As much as we wanted to start in France from St Jean Pied-de-Port, weather reports warned that spring had not yet arrived in the Pyrenees. Snow was causing detours, so we made the decision to start from Pamplona, saving several days to enjoy when further along the trek.
After a long day of travel, we arrived in time for a late dinner in a local bar where the raucus crowd was heavily involved in a futbol match. Morning found us on the Camino, headed west.
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