|At the holy place|
So, that is a bit of the back story, but now let's return to our trip from Santiago. Zazpi, a ball of energy, ushered us all into the bar and coffees soon appeared. Zazpi's wife, Esther, slipped through the door and said hello (in Basque) and we were introduced. She was a lovely lady but had to work today so she couldn't join us for the day hike Zazpi had planned to take us back to the "holy place." No worries, Zazpi's son Mikel was on his way and would soon be joining us, and he speaks English. Mikel married a British lady he met in Patagonia while on a hiking holiday with his family. They both now live just outside Vitoria-Gasteiz. He is a fireman, and she is an English teacher, and they have a 2 year old son, Gilen, who was coming along with Mikel to share our day in the countryside. The plan was to spend the morning hiking in the hills and then return to Zazpi's house for lunch before returning to our hotel. We would catch up with Esther later at lunch.
|The holy place|
Once back in the car we drove back to Agurain where Esther was now cooking. Lunch was still an hour off so we walked around the village with Zazpi enjoying its medieval walls, and its clean appearance. After lunch Mikel drove us back to Vitoria where we caught the return train the next morning to Santiago. It was a truly blessed gift of a day.
|Leaving Santiago for Vitoria-Gasteiz|
|The train station at Vitoria-Gasteiz|
|First stage of cheese production|
|Some cleaning required|
|Jesus's cheese before and after cleaning|
|Robin and Zazpi|
|Zazpi, Robin and the herd|
|Along the Camino Ignaciano|
|Homeward bound to Santiago|