A special day. The parochial albergue I stayed at had a very nice volunteer hospitalero named monserrat and her son Anton, who is quite gregarious. By chance, the albergue was a full house. Everyone filled up the table at dinner. Everyone made sure new years eve dinner was special. We went to the supermarket and bought something special to add to the meal, whether it was sparkling wine, truffles, cakes or really tasty chicken wrapped around a hard boiled egg. Funny thing about the supermarket trip-pati noticed a gang of kids and an older mother/daughter duo stealing food from the market.
A taekwondo master living in Estella randomly met the koreans then invited them and myself to his family'shouse where they treated us to desserts. He also plays saxophone in the band we heard on the street playing Christmas songs. He also explained the tradition of eating 12 grapes at midnight came from the marketing of a surplus of grapes in early 1900s
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