Day # 4 Sunday: El Domingo, May 25

In Pamplona we saw where bulls run

Being tired wet and lost was no fun

But Isabel came

An angel the same

And her joy & her smile brought the sun.

Today we were hoping for a day without rain and we nearly got it. The day started with a fairly flat portion which cheered us up a lot: we are quite feed up with hills. Our humor was dashed shortly thereafter with a long steep hill. For the rest of the day the going was OK. There were some challenges along the way but most of the trip was along the river Arga. I suppose I should say Rio Arga. With the passed few days rain this river was in fabulous form ; fast & furious... I enjoyed every step along its banks. We passed through several quaint villages and stopped a couple of times for food & beer. We met with Annette early in the day and she accompanied us for the rest of the day. She is great company and her pace is similar to ours. We met the four sisters at our first rest stop... they are great characters. We had no rain until about 5 km from Pamplona when the heavens opened with thunder and lightening. We got soaked again and we might still be wandering around Pamplona were it not for Isabel: a wonderful Spanish lady who insisted on guiding us to our albergue. She was so cheerful and helpful a simple thank you seemed hardly enough but just as she appeared out of nowhere she was gone just as quick but not before making good on her prophecy that the rain would stop & the sun would appear just as we found the alberque - she was right .

This was a tough hike of about 25Km but we made it to Pamplona where the bulls run.
We had tapas for the first time this evening... nice; really nice. G'night John boy!