|walking to the town hall|
The event consisted of a video about the Navarra province followed by a panel of four government representatives who each welcomed us to Pamplona and Navarre. I'm not very good at following monologues in Spanish, so I can't comment much on the content of the speeches.
I ducked out of the tour to meet Brooke on campus at 12:30 for the hiking excursion we had planned the night before. We set off in the vague direction of the mountain on the horizon, carrying little more than a bag of trail mix, three small granola bars and one full Nalgene of water. We each also carried Nikon SLR cameras, American iPhones (just in case? probably just a bad habit) and our new Argentinian cells (though those were also pointless since neither of us had any numbers in the contact list but each other's).
|I was fixated on these wind turbines|
|El Camino de Santiago|
|These little markers guide the pilgrims all along the trail|
When it was too late to go any higher, we turned around, sat down, and enjoyed the last of our provisions along with the spectacular view of Pamplona and the wide valley in which it lies. You could even see the tips of striking snow-covered mountains far off on the horizon!
|What mountains are those? Should I know?|
|La ciudad de Pamplona|