Sidenote: This blog was meant to be published about a month ago...but since we didn't have internet yet at my new apartment, I kept forgetting to publish it when I went to internet cafes. So, while it is outdated, I thought you still might like it.

Each Sunday in the month of September, Basques from all over hike up the mountain and celebrate the fiesta which honors this old pilgrimage route. Dressed all in hiking clothes, everyone gathers at two buildings on a flat grassy area. Blessed with a cloudless day, we were able to fully enjoy the day and all it brought - which for any Basque party means food, drink, dance and music.

While we stayed where the party was happening, a good amount of people climb to the peak. With a narrow path, the way up and down looks like a constant stream of people, and although we didn't go up, the people we talked with told us it was packed up there! Atop the mountain, the trek becomes more sacred - with the crosses dotting the peak. Also, before the last few meters to the top, stands a large steel cross with several metal rings hanging from it. It is said that if you pass your body through the metal rings, that you will be free of illness for the year to come. Along with that, besides the spectacular view,those who make it to the top get a small token to remember the trek - three ribbons and a bell pinned together to display on your best hiking shirt. The ribbons are of course red, green and white - the colors of Euskadi (Basque Country).
Even as we hiked down the mountain back home, I could still make out the music and the occasional hearty laugh of an old Basque man echoing in the wind.
Muxu!
Amanda
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