In 2005, my Camino brother and I arrived in Estella early afternoon. He didn't know about Irache, so I suggested we clean up, eat, nap, and then take a walk to the tap. Later that day, we arrived with one small water bottle I made into two "cups". We might have had a "glass" each sitting there for nearly two hours while sipping/talking of life/meeting other peregrinos who were passing. This was one of my best days ever. The next morning, we walked on by knowing we already had our share.