Today we left the little working town of Zubiri and headed to Pamplona. About a fifteen mile walk over much more comfortable trails than the day before. What looked to me as a salt mine in the distance turned out to be a magnesium mine. Can you say milk of magnesium. Apparently this is the key ingredient and the one ingredient lacking in our daily intake.
Magnesium is necessary to maintain the health of muscles, including the heart, and for the transmission of electrical signals in the body.
It is said that Hemingway visited Pamplona nine times, and from the first time that he walked the streets of the city, drank in its bars and cafés, and enjoyed the pinchos, the bull runs, the bullfight and the happy atmosphere of the town and the Spaniards – he was hooked on Pamplona and I find that so are we.
Tourists who follow the steps of the writer in search of the places he visited can follow the route in Pamplona that recalls and pays tribute to Ernest Hemingway.
Three from Taiwan, two from Alberta Canada and two from Southern California. All fellow pilgrims in front of a 109 bed Alberque that used to be a church.
Today this camino group became acquainted. Ponchos or tapas as dinner is not available until 9 pm.
Note the hand you can shake on the door.
We each picked two plus wine plus dessert for four people about 30 euros.