another post. I hope you enjoyed reading about Valencia. It was an amazing place. If you ever
get the chance, you really should go. My descriptions and pictures can never substitute the
actual feeling of standing next to those amazing works of architecture.
Last weekend I went to Pamplona! It's the capital of the autonomous community Navarra in
northern Spain. It's famous for several things: First, the author Ernest Hemingway frequented the city often, writing about it in his book "The Sun Also Rises," which we have read in English.
Second, during the summer (July), the festival of San Fermín takes place there. In it bulls run
through the city streets and people can run with them also. I've heard that it can be quite
dangerous. The streets are narrow and there are a lot of people and the bulls won't stop running
if something/someone gets in their way. A lot of accidents happen.
I went to Pamplona with three friends: Heather, Sydney, and Alex. Heather, Sydney, and I left
Pamplona in the early afternoon. Alex had a meeting after school so she met us in Pamplona
later. We took the bus, and the ride was about two hours. Not too bad. We got off the bus and
took a taxi to the office of the place where we were staying. A person led us to our apartment,
and it was very nice. Small, but cozy. Perfect for staying for one night, which is what we were
doing.
After settling down a bit, we all decided to go explore/find the center of Pamplona. Alex still had
not arrived. We later found out that she would be arriving around 9 pm. We asked in the office
for a map of the city and where we should go. The receptionist pointed out the center, the street
where the bulls run during San Fermín, and the restaurant where Ernest Hemingway used to go.
Outside it was raining and none of us were prepared for it, meaning no umbrellas, no rain
jackets, no rain boots. On the way to the center we got a little lost. We made a wrong turn and
had to retrace our steps. We crossed through a deserted park and on the other end awaited a
beautiful view of the city. We stood looking over what looked like the business district because
there were many buildings, lights, and cars. Below ran the Ebro River, which also goes through
Zaragoza. The river begins in Cantabria, an autonomous community to the northwest.
To our right was a cool-looking bridge. It was made out of stone and looked like the top of a
castle. We crossed it and continued walking on a cobblestone street that ran parallel to the view of the city. To the left lay the city, to the right rose tall houses and small balconies. After several minutes Heather spotted an interesting-looking passageway and we passed through it. It led us to the old part of Pamplona! Since it was raining there were hardly any people outside. We picked a street to walk through and on it we found a little shop that sold old objects. Heather found a book about a myth she was learning about in her Myths and Legends class, so she
bought it. Soon after we found another little shop that interested us. The lady inside was so nice
to us! She loved that we were studying abroad in Spain, learning about another culture and
another language. She told us that it was a great opportunity. (These photos are from Saturday, not Friday.)
The deserted park. (From left to right: Alex, Heather, Sydney) |
You can see the Ebro River to the left. |
Castle-looking bridge. |
course we got lost. Very lost. And the rain didn't help at all. We were all so wet, our clothes, our
shoes, and we were somewhat cold. It took us more than half an hour to get to the apartment,
and when we arrived, Alex was already there, waiting for us. We entered the apartment, dried off a little, and went out again, in search of dinner. We returned the old part of Pamplona and found a bar. We ate some delicious tapas. One was bread with bacon and eggs on top and another was bread with a piece of sausage of top. We returned to the apartment and stayed up late.
The next day, Saturday, we got up around 9:30 am because we wanted to do a lot of things and we had to leave the apartment by noon. We left out bags in the office and headed back to the
center of Pamplona the way we had gone before. We found a museum and decided to enter it.
It contained five floors plus an attached church. We looked at everything. In the basement were
items from Prehistoric and Roman times, including a huge mosaic in the middle of the floor. The first floor featured more Roman art plus some from the Middle Ages. The second floor had more art from the Middle Ages plus some from the Renaissance and the 18th century. The third floor contained Baroque art and art from the 19th and 20th centuries. The fourth floor featured art solely from the 20th century. We visited the church last, and it was smaller than we expected,
but still it impressed us. The most famous piece of art in the museum is a painting of the Marqués de San Adrián by Goya in 1804.
The entrance to the museum. |
The big mosaic in the Prehistoric section. |
A human skeleton! |
The ceiling. |
A decorated window. |
Me and my knight in shining armor. |
The Goya painting of the Marqués de San Adrián. |
Inside the church. All gold. |
After we left we walked on the street that the bulls run on during San Fermín. There were a lot
more people out, and it was a little sunny. We saw a store called El Pañuelico de Hemingway and entered it. It sold clothes and Heather bought a sweatshirt with a cute embroidery of two
cows in love. First Heather chose the embroidery and then the woman put it on the sweatshirt. It
was very nice.
We searched for the restaurant where Ernest Hemingway went and found it in the Plaza del
Castillo (the Plaza of the Castle). The restaurant is called Café Iruña, and it's in a little place
called El Rincón de Hemingway (Hemingway's Corner). When I walked inside I had a very
pleasant surprise. The columns, mirrors, and lights created the sense of stepping back in time.
The wood had a worn look to it, and the columns looked old also. Is that how Hemingway saw
it? It was unbelievable that we were standing in the very same spot where he had stood almost
a hundred years before. If any of you reading this blog are interested in Hemingway and
Modernism, the time period in which he wrote, then I highly recommend the movie "Midnight in
Paris." It came out in 2011 and is directed by Woody Allen. It's about a struggling American
writer who's fascinated with Modernism. He and his fiancee travel to Paris, and one night while
he's walking the streets alone, an antique car appears at the stroke of midnight and the people
inside tell him to get in. He does and he's somehow transported back to the Paris during
Modernism, which took place during the 1920's. He meets some of the greatest writers during
that time, including Hemingway. To know the rest of the movie, watch it. I love it. We watched it
in English class because we were learning about Modernism and people kept referencing it. It
should be easy to find. It won the Oscar for Best Writing, Original Screenplay.
The Plaza del Castillo. |
Rincón de Hemingway! (The Corner...) |
The name of the restaurant. |
Isn't the inside pretty? |
Back to the trip! After we left Café Iruña we continued walking down the street on which the bulls
run during San Fermín until we arrived to the Plaza de Toros (the Plaza of the Bulls), where all the bulls gather together in the end. The Plaza was closed so we couldn't enter it. We rested for
awhile, and afterwards we walked down another street, where we found a monument of the
running of the bulls. It was built a few years ago my host father told me. We continued down the
street to a tall building at the end that looked interesting. On the front it said "Sala de
Exhibiciones," which translates to "Room of Exhibitions." Unfortunately it was closed. We
headed back to the office to pick up our bags. It was 5 pm when we arrived. We took a taxi to
the bus station and waited for about 45 minutes for the 6:15 bus back to Zaragoza.
The Plaza de Toros. |
The monument of the running of the bulls. |
The building we wanted to enter. |
I went to Pamplona because Alex and Heather invited me. It was never on my top-places-to-go
list, but I'm very glad now that they asked if I wanted to go with them. I got to sit and eat in a place where a famous writer once sat and ate. I walked down the street where one of the most
popular Spanish festivals takes place. And overall I learned a little more about Spain.