Today for me, is the most important day of the year. To be walking the camino on this most important day is an extra bonus to reflect on the people who gave their lives for me to live the incredible life I live.I can’t thank you enough. I salute you.I brought a knitted poppy from home and proudly wore it.Lest we forget. Yesterday, we walked from the square to the way so we wouldn’t get lost this morning. I’m not sure if we got lost heading out of Estella or confused,but some how,we were walking the wrong way along the river and ended up at a dead end. Luckily, we were only half a K out of the way. I’m now a poet. It’s always a grind leaving a city due to the concrete pavement. At least there weren’t lots of people and cars. Estella is a nice place for a rest. By the time we were five kilometres out of town the hard pavement changed to gravel and greenery. By 8.15 we arrived at a free vino font and there must have been twenty pilgrims lined up with their cups like seagulls waiting for crumbs. I joined them, but realised after five minutes that it wasn’t flowing today,so moved on. It was a great day for walking, sunny and cool breeze. A couple of steep hills, but nothing too serious. The plan today was to walk twenty one kilometres and see how we’re travelling. If we were up to it, we could walk an extra seven, and then make tomorrow easier as sometimes the villages are further apart. Any way, even though I got my first blister, I doctored it at the twenty one kilometre mark, had an icecream and decided to walk the extra. Alistair left after Jeff and I this morning and caught up with us at around the fifteen kilometre mark where we were having a break on a park bench in the middle of nowhere. I bought a baguette this morning and also some cheese and salami. I also had my flask of tea, so I was quite content 😌. Having arrived at the albergue, it was and always is a relief to get the pack off my back and get my socks and shoes off. Then a hot shower, wash my singlet, jocks and socks. If there is time,a rest before heading out and catching up with other pilgrims for the odd drink and dinner. Allister is joining us again this evening. Helen and Mark are ahead by a day, but hopefully we’ll catch them up in a week or so. One of the villages we walked through today was gearing up for a medieval paella festival