After morning eviction from the albergue, I found some breakfast and wandered over to the 4-star hotel. Eventually my friends came down for coffee. A-Irish is staying a couple of days due to injury and she invited me to stay the night with her. I accepted and spent most of the day showering, washing, lying between nice sheets, and then going out for tapas, which we managed to miss last night. Then bedtime drinks in the New Yorkers’ room.

Room service

Here’s a bonus photo from Day 2 in the Pyrenees.