There is not much open in Spain on Sundays and it seemed to be only churches, bars and candy stores. When I got to Pamplona there were lots of people in the streets, but luckily no bulls because I wasn´t walking very fast at that point any more.

I also walked to Trinidad de Arres just before 11am in time for the Sunday mass. It was easiest to understand the readings and the homily, but the parts of the mass that are recited were really hard to follow because everyone spoke at the same time. I was amazed that everyone sang and that there were no hymn books to follow along. Like the pilgrim´s mass I attended in Roncevalles it only lasted about 30 minutes.

The albergue in Pamplona was closed, so myself and a couple others stayed at a Pension. The place was a little strange from the start because we were given a roll of toilet paper for our room and were advised not to leave it in the washroom, then the shower had no curtain so the whole room got very wet and to flush the toilet you had to pull a string attached to the tank near the ceiling. The beds were decent and that was all I was really interested in.
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