Sunday, June 12
Logroño to Najera
In contrast to Logroño, which had been so lively with the fair, Najera felt dead. Closed up. We went to see the monastery, which has the tombs of a number of very early kings and queens. It was closed. I asked a gentleman standing outside a side chapel door if it would open later in the afternoon. “No,” he said. “It’s Sunday.”
How about Monday morning? I asked, thinking to stop in before we headed off.
“No,” he replied. “It’s closed on Mondays.” So no monastery for us.
On the way back to the hotel, I spied a shop with lovely Spanish ceramics (ceramics are a weakness of mine) in the window and an open shop door, so I went in. A lady immediately came over and began shooing me out.
“A quick look around, please,” I implored.
“No,” she replied, “it’s Sunday. We’re closed.”
On down the street, we did see a church open for business–a funeral. The street outside the church was packed with people; obviously the whole town had turned out. I was surprised, since at home funerals usually aren’t held on Sundays.
Anyway, we can’t tell you much about Najera, since it turned its back to us, except that there were a lot of interesting shields and escutcheons on the outside of buildings.
This day presented a lot of problems for us. Two issues combined to stop us from walking. First, James was feeling really poorly. Second, we couldn’t discover an intermediate bus stop between Logrono and Najera. So we took the bus the whole way. Then I made a mistake and started using my camera rather than my phone or tablet to take photos. This has turned out to be a big technological interface problem that I have spent hours and hours on, but can’t solve.
Steps Today: 9,986
For some photos, please go to June 12: Logrono to Najera