We were heading for Huesca City in Aragon but on the way decided to overnight at Mendigorria on the banks of the River Arga in Navarra. The campsite there (Camping Errota – El Molino) has everything you would expect of a four star resort (including a climbing wall, squash court and mini golf course to say nothing of it’s two swimming pools and restaurant bar). I went for a swim in one of the pools but it was seriously cold and, understandably, Vanya did not want to know.
The village of Mendigorria is visible from the campsite and I took the time to have a wander around the village but, it is a quiet little place of less than 1,200 people and it didn’t take long because, leaving aside the views from the promenade at the top of the village and the ruins of the Roman city of Andelos, there is next to nothing to see or do (and, frankly, even Andelos offers little of interest – only a footprint of the town remains).
I passed three churches in the town, all of which were locked shut, and one bar which was also closed (but which in any event and, unusually for Spain, didn’t allow dogs). We’d eat in the camp restaurant that evening.
No, Mendigorria proved a disappointment but, hey, Huesca City would more than make up for that.