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All was going well this morning until we confidently followed the GR11 signs which somehow took us down into the wrong village ?! Scooped up by the girls, who had themselves been enjoying the dubious minor mountain roads in the hire car (!)

and we are now in the middle of a Basque festival in Elizondo. It’s 41C outside – like walking around in an oven…