I can confirm the rumor that one rises early at the municipal albergues. This morning at 6am the lights snapped on along with a loud but beautiful recording of monks chanting. Monks chanting! – it was so unexpected it was kind of hard for even a non-early bird like me to do anything but smile.
Another lovely walk. The path wove more downhill than up today through beech forests and winding valleys.

The route led over the Puente de la Rabia – a medieval bridge named for the legend that any animal led three times around the central arch would be cured of rabies. It is also the site of a former leprosarium. I find this kind of info endlessly fascinating and spent much time trying to visualize lepers walking rabid dogs.


Staying in Zubiri tonight in a small private albergue. The price is 10 euros for a bunk, shower, breakfast.

Miss you! But what a great time you seem to be having. You are a good writer too – and love the photos. Keep up the blog, its fun to follow along. Bonnie
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Fasinating notes & pictures, Jan. Just love seeing & reading your notes & pictures.
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Hi Jan,
I’m finally able to join in and follow your trek. Your photos and narratives are great. What history and beauty. Really looking forward to all your upcoming installments. Thank you for letting us be a part of your walk.
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Yes, I also feel like I’m part of your walk and look forward to your lovely posts!
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