What a difference a year makes!  I now had a very clear idea of the project and samples in hand for show and tell.

Of course leaving France is always difficult, but when the destination is Spain the task is not nearly so arduous. I enjoyed one last lunch on French time before crossing the border at Biarritz.  My destination was Navarra so I followed the signs to Pamplona.  There is so much mystic and lore about the place between Hemingway, the bulls, and the copious amounts of wine and sunshine that the town in known for that a sense of excitement was easy as hell to muster.  Then I drove over this high highway and wow, Spain.  Ten days of magic unfolded from here.

Final Lunch in France....For Now

View From the Cafe

First Breathtaking View on Road to Pamplona