Day 4. Cizur Menor - Pamplona (Relaxation Day)

After being reminded to leave at least four times and only slightly before physically getting kicked out, Dad, Franz, and I took the bus into town to meet Stacie for some breakfast and game-planning. The boys went ahead with hiking (dejected about being unable to dry their clothes) while Stacie and I took the day to relax and explore Pamplona.

Who knew sending mail could be so daring? Below: What kind of crazy person decides this is a good idea? Oh yeah, my father did about 35 years ago.

There was a small amount of exploration, but when the beautiful, clean, and modern municipal albergue opened in Pamplona a few hours later, we decided to pass the time there. Wifi access helped to solidify that decision. Stacie overheard a man telling another pilgrim that the doors are locked at 11pm - "woah, party hostel!" Oh, how your views change when you wake up at 5am. We eventually rallied the troops to visit the supermarket and purchase dinner-makings. Two dinners plus breakfast and snacks for €7...for Europe, not bad! It was lovely to just take time out and cook our own food for once - plus, we chatted with Canadians whom we had met on the trail a few days earlier. Skype with Mom and journaling rounded out the evening. My body, knee, and psyche appreciated the day off.