After a scenic hike of about seven hours on Wednesday, we settled in at Albergue Andiketxe in the village of Olabe.
Calling Olabe a village is perhaps a stretch. Other than the albergue, the village is comprised of only a small church and two houses. But from the large second-story balcony of the albergue, there is an expansive view of rolling pastures in the deepest of greens and a backdrop of mountains.
There were 20 pilgrims at dinner that evening at a long table that seated all of us: Germans, French, Dutch, Spanish, and one American other than us. Wonderful conversation over a dinner prepared by our hospitalero. After dinner we migrated to the balcony to watch the sunset. We were serenaded by an exuberant pilgrim with a penchant for opera: