My journey on the Camino de Santiago started in September 2017. At the time I wrote Blog entries with pictures whenever I could. Now, almost a year later, I am re-posting the entries with a few updates. This was originally one Blog post that covered two days, both Zubiri and Pamplona, it is now divided into two different Blog entries. Enjoy.
To the Rabies Bridge at Zubiri
Every day brings with it new adventures, new stories, new towns, and new challenges. The walk to Zubiri certainly did bring new stories and new challenges. After the walk over the Pyrenees my left knee decided it did not like me anymore and I developed a sore throat and stuffy nose, and a few blisters made an appearance. Despite these challenges I was eager to see the Rabies Bridge at Zubiri.
But it rained
It looked like rain when I started the journey this day. It was cloudy; yet, warm enough to just wear my t-shirt. The first part of the Camino was through trees. Here we passed the 14th Century Pilgrim’s Cross – Cruz Pelegrino – which was erected in honour of Sancho VII. At the end of the forest was the White Cross – Cruz Blanca – a symbol of divine purification, it was erected as protection against the witches healing arts. The town I entered was Burguete and the church here was called San Nicolás named after San Nicolás de Bari who was closely identified with the Camino and protection of the Pilgrims.
When I reached the outskirts of the town I witness something amazing. In a heartbeat all the pilgrims stopped, took off their backpacks and on came to the raincoats. Yes, it has started to rain and would be rainy all day long; well, almost all day long.
The Rabies Bridge at Zubiri
I think all of us have heard stories that starts like this, “If you do … then …, I swear it works.” The people at Zubiri had a similar story. There is a bridge you have to cross before you get to the town. This bridge was build in the 15th Century and is known as La Puenta de la Rabia, which means The Rabies Bridge. Legend had it that if you walk your animals across the bridge three times the animals would be cured of Rabies. This legend was started, apparently, when the builders found the body of Santa Quiteria while building the bridge who is the patron saint against rabies.
The end of the day
I arrived in Zubiri earlier than expected and had to wait about an hour for my room to be ready. This was not so bad because I had a sore knee and ever increasing sore throat. I went to look for a pharmacy … the pharmacist was on vacation. Luckily the local drug store had some Halls, which helped.
Yet, at the end of the day all was good. During dinner I met Paul and Dobrah from Australia. Paul was Macedonian Orthodox and recently renewed his connection to the faith community. He was a veterinarian. Dobrah was a lawyer. They shared their faith story with me. After all, all of us have a story to tell.