Granon
Today was pretty fun, nice climb out of Najera, and a bit of a fun downhill, but Dad ditched us in Ciruena, which had two Camino paths out. Our plan for losing one another was to meet outside of town...in a nutshell, he rode on to Santo Domingo, which had a famous church we wanted to see, the Cock and the Hen church. I said we should ride to the town square, and I did, and there was his bike..Ann, however, stopped outside of town and called the Gardia on him...she was worried. After lunch, we cycled on 7 more kilometers to Granon, where the alberge was in the church. Just pads on the floor, but a very special place. Dinner was in the main room, table set for 24, but only 22 were there. A great salad, garlic soup with chorizo, bread, and the omnipresent vino tinto. Afterwards, the woman running the place had a little ceremony for us peregrinos, we had a pamphlet with different prayers and psalms, we english speaking peregrinos read one aloud, the spanish another, the italians another, and the germans too. Then she turned out the lights, and passed a lighted candle to the first in line, and we all in turn said something about our pilgrimage. Very Special.

David Russell