This was an awsome experience. A very old building tastefully modernised. Thankfully Jason, our IT man was in charge of proceedings, otherwise we might have slept out on the pavement. It was all  too technical for me. Once in, we chambered up the old staircase to the fourth floor and inside found this gem. Three bedrooms with double beds. Jason and Amy shared  the ensuite room, Jeff and I had the other two rooms. After a hot shower, the very large TV was showing sixty year old spaghetti westerns. Talking about spaghetti, Jason and Amy went food shopping and Jason made the most incredible spaghetti bol. Allister, staying near by joined us for dinner. Washed down with beer and wine, I didn’t need any rocking to get to sleep. Before I left the next morning, I was able to phone Gayle to say hi and by the time the others dropped their luggage off, we were walking by 8.30. The first four ks, not much fun walking away from a big city. Too much pavement, cars and people. Once on the edge of town, I welcmed the gravel paths even though we had a big climb for about ten ks to reach the big white windmills at the top of the mountain. Here we had an enjoyable break. Helen and Mark found us here, and finally we walked the rest of the day with them. The day started at 14 degrees, but warmed up quickly. By the time we reached our destination, with a three kilometre detour to a hexagonal church in the middle of nowhere, it was 30 plus. Although a dry heat,and feeling good, I was happy to remove my back pack and enjoyed my hot then icy cold shower immensely. A very modern albergue, jeff and I shared a room with two single beds, Jason and Amy our neighbours. We had a couple at the bar before joining others for dinner. Allister joined us, as did Helen and Mark. At the bar, we also met up with Sammy from Yorkshire, and Jed. At 21 years of age, he is the baby. A very fine young man. I’d be proud to call him mine. I spoke to his girlfriend on the phone and told her hang onto this bloke, he’s unique. Not long after dinner, I thought I would rest a bit and do my blog. I lasted long enough to write the title. Talking about titles, I must explain the wham Bam Exuse me ma’am title. I don’t proof read my blogs sometimes and left out the sentence that said, when walking out of the albergue that morning, the Pyrenees look stunning under a cloudy frosty morning, however when you see the climb ahead, wham Bam Exuse me ma’am, let’s do it.