Oiharte Rural House
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... today. We returned to the terrace restaurant for lunch them stopped by the grocery store for some provisions. That evening we tried out cold pintxos in three new bars. On our last day, I took off for a short walk to check out the port - no luxury yachts or fishing boats, just small open boats with outboard motors. From there I visited the Brexta Public Market that has an amazing fresh fish market (see pictures) and salted cod vendors. Salted cod is a ...
... that made me think of truffles. I'm not sure what the coating was, but the sweetbreads were as delicious as expected. The "salad" was a few herbs inside a fried roll-up, with an herby flavor but not much substance. The 2 large pieces of lamb were very filling. The chef visited us during this course (Travis guessed that he waited until everyone was sufficiently "numbed up" before making his rounds, haha) and was very charming.
The cool ...
... the U.S. showing American pride is done in a very obvious manner. It is done by hanging American flags and wearing clothing with an American flag on it. It is done by starting chants of, "USA! USA! USA!" in public and other very loud declarations that we are proud to be American. But here, being proud to be Basque while it still makes it statement, it is quite frankly, less obnoxious. It is more about embracing Basque culture as opposed to ...
As I arrived in Barcelona I had a feeling much like Dorothy
out of the “Wizard of Oz”. I was definitely not in San Sebastian anymore. The
street lanes were wide and expansive, stores and large buildings lined every
corner, and the most shocking difference, almost everyone spoke English. Barcelona
had embraced tourism like no other region I had visited in Spain. Everywhere I went
This past week I had the pleasure of attending a lecture on Basque politics. We arrived at a modern looking museum and waited in the lobby for the lecture to start. After about 5 minutes, we were ushered into a small auditorium with a small stage that was suited with a desk and a white board. An Irishman stood on the stage facing us. We all took our seats and trained our attention on the Irishman who ...