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in 2003 i set out for a trip to the spanish pyrenees with two of my good friends.

we set off, each with a back pack stuffed with everything you could possibly need for 4 weeks in the mountains, tents abercrombie, cookers, boots, sleeping bags etc

after 8 long hours we arrived safely in the industrial city of bilbao, the largest city in the basque country and the capital of the province of biscay.
we had booked a room in the impressive albergue bilbao, which we found without any real trouble. after a whistle stop tour around all the sites, the most notable of which being the guggenheim museum, we bedded down for the night in preparation for our trip to the next stop of our journey, san sebastian.

the next morning after a hearty breakfast we collected our rucksacks from our room and made our way like three over sized snails to the bus depot.

we ordered our tickets with a mixture of bad spanish and a few nonsensical hand gestures and awaited our bus air jordan, which to our surprise turned up bang on time. we all come from the north of ireland where the bus system is a little flexible to say the least.

we made the short journey to san sebastian, where we had a three hour wait on our connecting bus. we went for a short walk around the city center before settling done outside a cafe not far from the bus station louboutin pas cher.

we sat talking about the journey so far, and made plans for the days ahead. a tall dutch lady, whose name i can no longer remember, with a small rucksack and wooden walking stick sat at the table next to us.
she overheard us discussing our plans and we got talking about her trip.
she was just making her way back from a 5 week track across northern spain called the camino francés hollister, one of the routes making up the camino de santiago.

she went on to tell us that is was the best experience of her life to date and recommended that we scrap our plans for walking in the mountains and to grab the next bus to burgos and start walking the camino francés to santiago de compostela.

she spoke of it with contagious passion and we could see she was dissappointed to be going home.

she showed us her credencial with all the stamps, sillos, she had collected along the way and advised us of where to go in burgos to get our credencial, pilgrim passport, and where the pilgrim accommodation air jordan, albergue, could be found.

before she left for her bus, she assured us that we would not be dissapointed, and it would be an experince of a lifetime.

so we got more coffee in and had a quick chat about what to do, and in the end it was unanimous. we were going to walk the camino de santiago mulberry outlet! well at least half of it anyway.

so off we went to the city of burgos mulberry.

we left burgos bus station and crossed the puente de santa maría over the arlanzon river to the arco de santa maría hollister france, an impressive stone gateway which leads into the plaza del rey san fernando, home of spain's finest gothic cathedral which completely dominates the centre of the old town and which was declared a world heritage site by unesco in 1984.



after stopping off for a rest at a café in front of the cathedral karen millen, we set off on the hunt for the albergue. we walked past an ornate font and climbed a set of steps abercrombie soldes, no easy task with 20kg+ on your back!, and headed out of burgos center karen millen outlet, back across the river and into a large open park area. the albergue was in the middle of what looked like a popular picnic area air jordan pas cher. the albergue was made up of a number of wooden cabins each with 20+ beds in dorms.