I am alive!

I have arrived in Pamplona and settled in the refugio. But let me take up the story from last night in Zubiri. I attended mass at the local parish church and at the end of the mass the priest called all the pilgrims to give them a blessing.There were about 10 pilgrims there and after the blessing we gave our countries - France(several), Japan, Canada  Brazil and of SA. Walking back to the refugio, a young women spoke to me in English, - she heard the SA in church, she was from France and we discussed where to eat that evening. We decided on the pilgrims menu across the road as it looked popular. At dinner, we were sharing our stories and she was walking the camino to discern her vocation as a nun. I am still amazed at the variety of people and the variety of reasons for walking the camino.

So it was an early night, at at 7 the next morning I set out on day 2 - rather worried about my feet and legs. This leg is about 24 km to Pamplona. Once I started moving I was fine, and the descents were gentle. I have now worked out how to walk downhill so it is much better. As we walk, often little bunches of pilgrims form and we chat along the way. I met Evaline from Germany and Gregory from France who was paralysed after a surfing accident and after a long rehab is walking, and now walking the camino.

I was walking along at a good pace with some french pilgrims when I realised I recognised the castle in Pamplona - I had arrived hardly noticing it. Found a refugio called Jesu y Maria in the older part of the city and met with several people from last night.

I have washed, done my blog, will have a siesta and then go out to find some food. And my fett are okay - no blisters yet. I feel tired but after a good rest, reckon I can handle tomorrow.
Adios from Pamplona