Hah, Andy, your post made me smile. The beautiful entry into Lubian takes you past some old houses on the outskirts with ancient inscriptions over the doorway, and pretty soon you turn a corner and you're in Lubian, on the edge of the village. The albergue is right there. It is a beautiful old stone building. We arrived and bagged a bed, and about five minutes later were told -- oh BTW, the toilets aren't working. That, in the words of my walking partner, was a dealbreaker.
So we continued on to find a place to stay, and I just want to add for those who look for private accommodations in Lubian (I may have already written about this, if so, sorry), it's well worth it to go past the house around the corner from the albergue that offers rooms. That house, according to people who live in town, is owned by some out of town corporation and run by the woman whose name graces the sign, Ana, Anita, something like that. I have no problem with the ownership issue, but the lack of pride of ownership sang through loud and clear when we were there. We had tentatively decided to stay there, but then I saw that my makeshift Eroski guidebook with lots of handwritten notes included a reference to Casa Pachaca. We kept walking, went through the village, and at the end of the village (right where the Camino leaves town), there is this wonderful Casa Rural. Highly recommended. Home grown food for dinner, local wine, and even though the owner was a little cranky in the morning and gave us a pretty sub-par breakfast, I'd stay there again in a heartbeat.
Buen camino, Laurie