{"id":13089,"date":"2026-09-04T11:50:35","date_gmt":"2026-09-04T11:50:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/?page_id=13089"},"modified":"2026-09-05T18:57:18","modified_gmt":"2026-09-05T18:57:18","slug":"day-23-wednesday-31-viii-16-zubiri-to-puenta-la-reina","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/days\/day-23-wednesday-31-viii-16-zubiri-to-puenta-la-reina\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 23.  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Interestingly, looking at the map did help to pull it into less \"trippy\", more coherent, recall but I will pause and cogitate, meditate, for a bit before trying to organise all this into something here.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">OK.  I busied myself with various mundane domestic and IT tasks here in 2026 and also gave myself a different grasp of the whole pelerinage but putting together the GPX data for each day (<a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/pelerinage2016-statistics\/\" data-type=\"page\" data-id=\"13105\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">here<\/a>: but nothing useful there yet really!)  I do find getting some data together is usually very calming!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Well, as you see, a lot of diversionary activity and some cogitating and meditating (OK, not the latter really, I'm no good at it) ... I have a summary of this day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<ul class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li>Looking back at these things: the post, the map and the images, and what they bring back, it's now clear to me that this really was a pivotal day in the whole adventure.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>As the header image suggests, there were IT sides to that (and more meeting with genuinely nice people who did far more than was minimally necessary to help me).<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>I was properly in Spain, OK, Basque Spain, and I could see my lack of Spanish was going to be a problem but also perhaps liberated me from using my then, and now still, rubbish French with all the developmental baggage that went with that.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Geographically, and then architecturally, I could see I was not only in a new country but that it was going to be interestingly different from things I knew.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>And the post hits all sorts of issues that have continued to be threads, and sometimes festering frustrations, over my ten years' work since. <\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But I am going to fall further behind my day by day re-visiting of the journey as I can't do justice to any of that now.  Sleep well!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Restarting 5.ix.26!  OK, I am going to hit that last point first.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">Political pain<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Let's call that last point \"political pain\".  Rereading the post yesterday, one that clearly poured out rather incoherently ten years ago shook me as so little about the NHS and the way it uses data has changed for better since then. We are a people sleep walking into madness and ably assisted in that by most managers and politicians and, behind them, the \"tech bro\" oligarchs like Peter Thiel (Palatir), Elon Musk etc. That post touches on my two loves in my early years in the NHS: the personal and interpersonal with clients, \"patients\" but also with staff on the one side and the data (then largely ignored) on the other.  My psychotherapy work was immersed in the personal: narratives, tones and rhythms of voice, body language and emotions and all both in but also vitally shared and between people.  My research became almost entirely quantitative, numerical.  I didn't so much climb the greasy pole of seniority as a medic as find myself unable to resist being pushed up it and probably in about 2010 I had become a \"clinical director\" of the smallest part of what was then (and still is) Nottinghamshire Healthcare Foundation Trust) and I found the meeting I was in very excited about changes in some numbers about work in the Trust.  I can't pretend that I could compute this, nor that I got out my computer and pushed the numbers into a stats package (which I probably would now!)  However, I piped up and asked \"Has anyone checked whether these fluctuations  are within the confidence intervals we might expect?\"  It was pretty immediately apparent that no-one in the room knew what a confidence interval was (someone asked, mockingly).  I said it was a statistical way that could help decide if the inevitable fluctuations in numbers, say from month to month, or between units of the Trust, were sufficiently large to merit the excitement we seemed to be sharing in the room and I hazarded that it looked highly likely to me that they weren't that large.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Oh boy, what a mistake, the Executive Director just laughed and the general manager poured much more open and hard edged scorn on my newness and silly ideas.  Those two ran the show and the meeting was really about who would show most admiration of their wisdom.  The general manager, quite a few years later was to be sacked for appointing relatives over blatantly better candidates.  As I had gone into the meeting I had noticed a welcoming board at the entrance to the unit full of faces of the locally great and good ... mostly sharing his surname.  The messages were clear enough and I never worked out how to live with them and was unceremoniously disposed of a year or so later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">By 2016 I was exiting another Trust for not entirely dissimilar reasons though they were much less blatant.  I was torn but also psychologically bruised and battered and had no energy to continue and knew the pelerinage was not only about fulfilling a late adolescent aim, but about repairing myself and I think I was realising that it was working but that though it would help repair me (as it did, and has) but that that wouldn't solve the problems of managerialism and the 21st Century iteration of capitalist exploitation of little people by the big ones ... and it hasn't, things are worse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">IT, language and lovely people<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That header image shows the essentials that came together that lunch time.  Someone pointed me to a little IT\/general repairs shop and I explained (how?  it must have been a lot Spanglish and phrasebook assistance) that the bluetooth keyboard I had bought in France to replace the built in keyboard of my laptop was pretty erratic.  The nice chap sucked his cheeks and dug out that amazing rubber USB keyboard.  Apparently it was use in factories with high humidity and potentially nasty chemicals around and he couldn't remember how he had it and sold it to me for peanuts.  Then I had lunch at that cafe (lovely) and you see the map, the tablet and, above all, cortado that were keeping sane along with the increasingly reliable kindness of the people I met.  My anxiety about being able to communicate was diminishing rapidly (and very rightly).<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\">But Toto, we really were not in Kansas anymore<\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I am going to roll the other two points into that flippant heading.  Leaving Zubiri I was cycling up and down, but net down, through the foothills of the Pyrenees like this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831-09.16.22.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831-09.16.22-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-13128\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831-09.16.22-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831-09.16.22-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831-09.16.22-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831-09.16.22-1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831-09.16.22-2048x1152.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And I was dropping down to the basin in which Pamplona (Iru\u00f1a) sits where I met that keyboard and cortado.  As you can see from the marker on the map that was taken at the limit of what would have been a nasty detour had it not been for an elderly couple (with zero English) who stopped their car to tell me that they were sure from my scallop shell I was heading quite the wrong way for Compostella!  In fact the day was to take me onto the meseta: the high plain that forms quite a lump of Spain and a most of the days remaining.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Some combination of good luck (nervously taken) and the map and perhaps Gurgle took me a rather nice route through the centre of Pamplona.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-responsive-lightbox-gallery\"><div class=\"rl-gallery-container rl-loading\" id=\"rl-gallery-container-1\" data-gallery_id=\"13134\"> <div class=\"rl-gallery rl-basicgrid-gallery \" id=\"rl-gallery-1\" data-gallery_no=\"1\"> <div class=\"rl-gallery-item\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_113625.jpg\" title=\"\" data-rl_title=\"\" class=\"rl-gallery-link\" data-rl_caption=\"\" data-rel=\"lightbox-gallery-1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_113625-300x169.jpg\" width=\"300\" height=\"169\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/div><div class=\"rl-gallery-item\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_113713-rotated.jpg\" title=\"\" data-rl_title=\"\" class=\"rl-gallery-link\" data-rl_caption=\"\" data-rel=\"lightbox-gallery-1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_113713-169x300.jpg\" width=\"169\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/div><div class=\"rl-gallery-item\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_114050-rotated.jpg\" title=\"\" data-rl_title=\"\" class=\"rl-gallery-link\" data-rl_caption=\"\" data-rel=\"lightbox-gallery-1\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_114050-169x300.jpg\" width=\"169\" height=\"300\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/div> <\/div> <\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They were right in the centre of the town as the marker on the map shows!  I think I remember that the outskirts were a bit grim, industrial and not particularly cyclist friendly.  However, seemingly very suddenly I was at this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-group is-layout-grid wp-container-core-group-is-layout-28b052f3 wp-block-group-is-layout-grid\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132237.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132237-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-13138\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132237-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132237-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132237-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132237-1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132237-2048x1152.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132242.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132242-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-13140\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132242-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132242-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132242-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132242-1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_132242-2048x1152.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That's the meseta.  Actually it's often even more flat and, in early September, burnt yellow than that. That is also a good illustration of the decisions I had sometimes to make: did I take the well signposted camino route, or the much more bike friendly road?  With Toto's road tyres the wise choice, sadly, was almost always the road.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ooh, and this image brought things back to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_134745-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"576\" src=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_134745-1-1024x576.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-13141\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_134745-1-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_134745-1-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_134745-1-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_134745-1-1536x864.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/09\/20160831_134745-1-2048x1152.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I looked at that view ahead and felt very afraid that I had made the wrong choice miles back and that this road was going to feed into what was obviously a no bikes motorway.  If you click and zoom in (right click and scroll up?), you can see a service station on the far side and if you zoom in on the map you can see that the road I was on goes under the motorway just after that service station.  I thought that would be a good place to buy some more fluids and have a bite to eat so I made my way back to it, realising as I did that, by some genius of road planning, the new underpass cut off the pretty new service station and it was complete abandoned and rather grim!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But eventually I made it to Puenta-la-Reina (the Queen's bridge) which was beautiful and my first real taste of Spanish medieval architecture, both familiar from the UK and France, and yet very noticeably different.  I really had left those homelands behind.  More on that tomorrow!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-small-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Started 4.ix.26, finished 5.ix.26.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Gosh, re-reading that, horribly ungrammatical and verging on incoherent blog post from 2016 (Sleep struggles, CORE and the tragedy of (current) NHS PROMs and looking at hordes of images I seem to have from this day combined into a slightly disturbing sense more of diving down a Lewis Carroll\/Alice rabbit hole more than just remembering &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.psyctc.org\/pelerinage2016\/days\/day-23-wednesday-31-viii-16-zubiri-to-puenta-la-reina\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Day 23.  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