No Rain Great Cakes = Top Day!
Trip Start Apr 20, 2012
33Trip End May 23, 2012
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And so the language is Basque and not even close to Spanish - when signage is provided in both, each Basque word seems twice as long and nothing like it's Spanish cousin.
We are staying in a pension which equates to about a two star hotel, but the room and bathroom are the biggest yet, it is clean and comfortable and our hostess is a delight - and also speaks French which gets us through.
Today is an untimetabled day... no planned excursions, no must-sees. just meandering. From our hotel in the CBD (although nothing here is bigger than six or seven storeys) we walk down to a beach about the size of Bondi which arcs around to opposing headlands
The Atlantic meets the cliff walls here with much ferocity and huge cubes of marble or granite have been dumped into the sea to reinforce the sea wall. It is at about this point I realise my glasses are no longer hanging around my neck and despite retracing our steps to where I have taken my last photo, there is no sign of them...
I don't usually cry over spilt milk, but this loss really annoys me for the next couple of hours on a number of fronts.
At least I packed my other pair and they are safely back in my room.
Actually, I have my prescription too! Time for smart new ones perhaps? The mood lifts...
Around the other side of the headland we walk back into the old town - a small area of narrow pedestrian streets, balconied apartments and endless bars. People of all ages promenade or spill out from the numerous bars, drinking and eating with friends. Every second corner reveals another grand church and the sun warms the air to a balmy 17°C!
There's a clip of the buskers we enjoyed here. Hopefully...
By now, we have had a bagel for lunch and stop for an afternoon coffee to revel in the sunshine
Liz needs a cool drink and spots a refreshing looking lemon drink at the next table... her attempts to order a lemonade like that one find her with a 6.60€ lemon and gin on ice! Fortunately, it is large, refreshing and not strong so I do not have to carry her home!
All in all - glasses aside - it has been a delightful day, enjoying a pretty and pleasing city that shows no signs of Spain's exonomic woes.
Tonight, we return to the old city to tackle our first meal of tapas and/or racions. Despite the return of light drizzle, hundreds of people of all ages are out walking and eating. We find the city square and select plates of tapas from the bar of the first bar - 2.00€ a piece for frittata clices, crumbed prawns, chorizo pieces, stuffed red pepper and jamon on breadstick... Dinner for 8.00€!
Loving so much about this place!