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The three pilgrim routes across the Pyrenees meet at Puente la Reina. But just before we got there, we came to Eunate.
( Eunate )
From here it was no distance at all to Puente la Reina - where Queen Urraca built a fine arched bridge at the end of the eleventh century. The road west enters the town through a narrow arch and - as the Calle Mayor - runs straight between imposing buildings, sheer as cliffs, to the bridge.
( Puente la Reina )
When we had admired the bridge from all angles, we drove on through the late afternoon heat, through Navarra and on into La Rioja. The dusty fields of stubble were dotted with squares of vines or olive groves, the patches of green becoming more and more frequent until the area under vines was continuous, ringed in the distance by the improbable silhouette of mountains muted by the heat haze.
( Eunate )
From here it was no distance at all to Puente la Reina - where Queen Urraca built a fine arched bridge at the end of the eleventh century. The road west enters the town through a narrow arch and - as the Calle Mayor - runs straight between imposing buildings, sheer as cliffs, to the bridge.
( Puente la Reina )
When we had admired the bridge from all angles, we drove on through the late afternoon heat, through Navarra and on into La Rioja. The dusty fields of stubble were dotted with squares of vines or olive groves, the patches of green becoming more and more frequent until the area under vines was continuous, ringed in the distance by the improbable silhouette of mountains muted by the heat haze.
