September 6th 2016...Day one, after a LONG warm haul over the Pyrenees, we got the Roncesvalles later than most. We stood in line for almost two hours to find we missed getting a room in the albergue and were assigned a bunk with 8 other pilgrims in the overflow section. They called this section the cabins. Lol, the cabins turned out to be large storage containers with bunks. Still not discouraged, I went to shower in the portable restroom where the water dribbled out drop by drop and stopped as I was fully soaped up. Ok, I got through that and my wife and I went to the bar for a sandwich dinner. This was actually pretty good. When we returned to the “cabins” a volunteer was outside informing all cabin pilgrims that there was no water for the rest of the night! My wife asked about what if we have to pee? The volunteer just pointed to behind the sleeping container! (WWIT day one). Day two, despite day one, we awoke with a great attitude because everyone knows day one is the hardest! We started out happily on or journey still very positive, looking forward to the day ahead. Well the morning was great but as the day went on the temperature went up! It heated up to 96 degrees. We made it to Zubiri which was very crowded. The WWIT moment came when we decided to walk the Larrasoana in the heat. It was late afternoon when we plowed into town, we were not counting on another 9 hour day. Even worse, we were not counting on Larrasoana being COMPLETELY out of beds! No beds, not even at the municipal albergue. The volunteer at the municipal called ahead and got us a room and a taxi to Arre, a town about 10k west of Larrasoana. A priest greeted us at the door of this old albergue that was actually part of the old church. Both of us hot and sweaty, he checked us in, and took our picture at the alter, since we were married lol. Now things were looking up, we washed, showered, ate. But it was hot, a record breaking heat for this day. We did have a private area in the albergue, bottom bunks and what lil air that came in from outside hit us in our bunks. The real WWIT moment came, when the priest came in to wish us all good night and closed the only door that allowed air into this already very hot albergue! As I layed there sweating on my bunk thinking about our first two days on the Camino I thought...WDIGMI....WHAT DID I GET MYSELF INTO! LOL ,,the next day and the ride back to Larrasoana (we whet back to where we got the taxi, not to skip any Camino miles) is another story for another day. Our Camino was fantastic and I would not have traded it for the anything!