This city was where we aimed for yesterday, but Monica stopped to stick her feet in the river, I stopped to make a drawing, and Vicente went in search of an albergue. We wound up staying shy of 5 km from Pamplona in a 1000 year old monastary.
This was our rest day today, but we walked around all day and finally had a taste of some typical Spanish food. Pinchos is how I always pictured the spelling of this word when I first heard it many years ago in Puerto Rico, but it's not correct.
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