I walked to the bus station with the French girl in my hostel at 10am. My bus was at 11 and after a couple of hours I arrived in a new city, Pamplona.
The Hostel wasn't far away and after dropping my stuff off I spent the day exploring. I saw the bullring, the main square, the cathedral, the city wall, views over the mountains and spent time in the huge green parks. It is a really nice city, the buildings are all very pretty and it was good place to stroll around.
Pamplona is where the bull run takes place every year and I imagine it's a very different place that week.
For dinner I cooked a classic pesto pasta. Then I spent most the evening learning about bullfighting from a Venezuelan dentist who stays at the hostel every Thursday because of work. He was a knowledgable guy and it was interesting to hear the arguments of someone who is for bullfighting as most other people that I have talked to about it have been against it.