We left the hotel at Madrid, boarded the airport shuttle, and then got on the train that would take us to the next train that would take us to Pamplona. In Pamplona we boarded the bus that would lead us to Roncevalles where we called a taxi that took us to St Jean in France. Easy right? Needless to say, it took quite a while. We got in just before curfew and had a nice pilgram's meal in a small French restaurant. It's true when they say you want your chef to be French. The simple meal of roasted chicken, vegetables, soup and bread was perfect.
Since we got in so late we decided to stay an extra night in St. Jean. We were glad we did. St. Jean is a mideval town at the foot of the French Pyrenees. In a word storybook. The old town had walls dating from the 1200s. Our host told us the place we stayed was about 400 years old. We were very comfortable.
Tonight Lu fixed a beautiful tomato and jamon ravoli pasta dinner including a crusty garlic bread and a local French Bordeaux wine. Delicious!
Tomorrow morning we begin. Our destination is Orisson.
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