I went last Saturday to Ulzama, to the north of Pamplona, with some friends
to pick up mushrooms (as food, not as drug :-). We picked up a lot of them:
The weird thing is that the most beautiful mushrooms are the ones that cannot
be eaten, whereas the ugly ones can. Of course, we didn’t pick any of them,
since one of the guys with us knew a lot about mushrooms and told us not to.
If he had not been with us, I’m sure we would have taken them