Day 3 Rubiri to Pamplona

7.15am start. No hangover. I think alan n me took it turns to keep the rest of our dorm awake last night with loud snoring. I shoved him once to tell him to stop but when he said ‘ I’ll poke you with me walking stick next time’ I stopped.

Idea is to walk 5k to larasonna for breakfast. I had some nuts and biscuits in my rucksack and al had some fruit.
Got water from fountain before we left.
Although the terrain is pretty flat it is uneven so going is slowish. Legs a bit achy today. Took us hour and a half to reach larasonna and alas nae place to eat or more importantly go to the loo!

We carried on. Oh well nuts n biscuits n fruit will have to do.
Walked on and on through various other wee places and although we got more water and juice from a machine no where to stop.

We’d done half the trip and then hurrah a loo to use!
Unfortunately someone a lot heavier than us must have got their first as it had succumed to their weight and was lying in bits. Clench those cheeks boys!

Al ups the pace as we continue on. Gotta get a loo.
Uphill, downhill, sun abeating down on our intrepid fatboys, onwards we go. An old timer local with bed knees passes us. Servicios senor we cry! Dos kilometres he replies.

We get there. Trinidad de arre. Food and relief. Ah….
An hour later we reach pamplona. A six hour walk.
We decide to treat ourselves and book into a hotel. Hot shower and the scotland game is on our room tv! Magic
Aroung 5 we go sightseeing and stock up on string and safety pins (I,ll explain later) have a few beers, sit in the town square, which is full of families, kids etc enjoying the sun.

We however have more important things on our mind. Fitba!
Back to hotel, crack open a tinny and the match begins……
Adios amigos!