|Early morning just leaving Ostabat|
Yesterday was a soggy day, and pilgrims dragged into Ostabat in groups of two's or three's from mid afternoon onward. Everyone was dripping, and praying for a hot shower and dry clothes. Bit by bit our gîte filled up until we had about 42 people under roof. There was a bit of electricity in the air, even after a tough day's walk, as St. Jean, less than 20 kms away, was looming large in everyone's mind, At this point almost anything was acceptable as long as our journey was not impeded. So people laughed about the rain and mud and generally got settled down for dinner, which was served at 7:00. This gîte is run by a couple, and the husband is a natural showman. He launched into a medley of Basque folk songs, and through in a few crowd pleasers as well. Everyone enjoyed the show, but were anxious to get to bed and get some sleep. By 10:30 all was quiet in this part of Ostabat.
The next day dawned calm, and dry with scattered clouds. The trail was expected to be quite muddy from yesterday's rain, but we elected to give it try. Off we went, at 7:30, heading for St. Jean. It was a gorgeons morning and energy levels were high until we hit the mud. It wasn't that deep, but it was very slippery. At least one person spun out and face planted, and that was enough for us. At the first opportunity we peeled off down an embankment, hopped a fence and joined the D 933, the main road to St. Jean, and walked that road all the way in, arriving just at 11:00. We swung by the train station and purchased tickets to Hendaye for 1:30 tomorrow, then we headed off to get something to eat and drink. We have been walking with some great people these last weeks, and will see many of them at dinner tonight. We will celebrate coming this far, but we must still prepare for the weeks ahead. So with that in mind we also hit the pharmacy for foot cream, tape, and pain relievers. Some things just never change. We are off to Irun tomorrow and hope to walk to San Sebastián the next day. Our plan, for the moment, is to hold up in San Sebastián for a couple of rest days, and then continue to Santiago. More later from a Spain. St. Jean is hopping with pilgrims, but Robin and I are off to bed. Lights out for now.
|The gîte fills up|
|Dinner in Ostabat|
|Early morning in Ostabat|
|There must be something good to eat up there|
|Close to St. Jean|
|The other end of town|
|Robin and friend Michael on Rue Citadelle|
|Robin and I close to the Pilgrim Office in St. Jean|
|French and American friends|
|St. Jean Pied de Port|
|Our hotel for the night|
|Rooftops in St. Jean|