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- Wheelchair accessibility
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Didn't hang around much this morning as we had a ferry to catch. Thankfully Winnie started up first time and we headed off to Bilboa. It’s a shame we didn’t get to explore the town itself as we’ve heard good reviews of the area. Maybe next time? Got to the ferry terminal, but some of the ferry staff were on strike in sympathy with air control staff. Needless to say we were running a little late, but I ...
... immense fun! Arriving to a small village called Mutriku we turned into a campsite with a nice vibe and a cool view over the sea from it's hillside perch. Consuela the senorita was there to greet us and in her own inimitable way told me off several times for my tent erecting skills and general demeanour. Once erected singularly in square 3, not 4/3, this was an awesome sight affording fantastic views of the countryside. It would almost have been worth walking the Camino to get ...
... morning when I awoke. We ate lunch, the fed us well the whole time we were there. You know what they say about Spain, they eat so much here and eat so well, thats why they need so much wine to wash it down. They did, also, provide us with wine at every meal. Jesus drank wine, so it makes sense. After lunch, we unpacked and explored the area a little bit. We put on our Marquette gear and took a picture in front of the Basilica with our signs. We were all talking about how much ...
... being over here I was hoping to be losing some weight however by the looks of it I donīt think I will be as bread seems to stack it on for me.
What did I have .... A glass of wine (vino = wine. blance = white) and a cuppucino. Three little tooth pick starters, one of fish (I think), one of salty crab (I think and hope) and one of olives and beans that looked an awful lot like some sorts of legs or something (maybe a frog of chicken ...
... Spain, we were filled with dread... as our previous experiences with Spain were less than welcoming and warm. Heading through the core of the country, we again stumble across a town which is on a public holiday (the third we have experienced whilst we have been in spain... really do these people work?). A little deflated that the stores for our weekly grocery shop are closed, we head to Bilbao and free camp just outside... will things get better in the morning?