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... and as luck would have it, we had plonked ourselves in the best position for some folk singing and dancing on the main stage and began a little after we settled in. After the show, we took another gander around the town. Down by the river there were some foodstalls including one with bigs chunks of pig. Suckling pig looked awesome. Real baby pig, turning on a spit. So we stopped to eat and it was superb. On our way back to the ...
... a perspex panel when he got disorientated. It was so loud in the quiet room and everyone just cracked up including all the security guards.
After the museum we had our packed lunch sandwich and a coffee which bought Jamie back from the dead as she was close feeling really faint. I had a quick play on the most amazing kids adventure playground ever, and just went for a stroll around the streets for a couple of hours. Bilbao was really ...
... the full effect of the mustache that two out of three dead dictators of that era prefer.
Bilbao is so unlike the rest of Spain. Well, Spain itself is very small. Look at a map and compare it to Texas. I want to say it's smaller. The culture varies so much in this country smaller than the size of Texas. Can any Texans out there provide the readers with an example of a cultural variance between say, north Texas and south Texas so we can compare?
Ok, so ...
... returning to
the ship. It was very windy and rainy when we got back so as much as I wanted
to go out and get some amazing food, I stayed on the ship to eat. After dinner,
I had a little impromptu jam session with my friend, Aaron, a guy named Thomas,
and a girl named Courtney. Aaron sat at the piano and played a repetitive chord
progression and we went around in a circle, taking turns exchanging phrases and
making up a song on the spot. It was very silly and ...
I woke from the top bunk to the view of the Pyrenees mountains through the large classroom window. It was an incredible picturesque view that was surreal. By the time we were finished breakfast all other pilgrims had already left for the Camino or to get their own breakfast. We were grateful to be on the decline on the stoned path that led to the elevators. From there we headed through the village centre out of town past a marina and a short journey on blacktop. By 8:30 ...