Parma Hotel San Sebastián - Donostia

Tom and Sue took the day to zip to Bilbao (1:45 south of Biarritz) to see the famous Guggenhiem Museum. Wow, what a building!! The exhibits pale in comparison, but still we enjoyed a solid 4 hours at the museum. Afterwards, we drove back to San Sebastian where Sue introduced me to Alona Berri, the ...

I don't really need to tell you what we did do I? Take one part playground, one part beach, and one part sunset and you have a Kramer day in Biarritz.<br><br>            <br>

... Dispite the language barriers they had a lovely time exploring the basque country side. What did we do? Why go to the beach, of course!!<br><br>                      <br>

... the kids slept. Tom did a little surfing and another nice sunset was enjoyed during dinner.<br><br>                    <br>

... area was, much much better. We still sucked, really not as easy as we thought it would be, we tried for a good 3 hours, then bailed cause our arms we barely paddling at the end. <br><br>PICTURES:<br>http://picasaweb.g oogle.com/Jonny.D.Lawrence/20091003SanS ebastian?authkey=Gv1sRgCOWIm__nrLe3Xw&a mp;feat=directlink

... times last year. I could say it was for the convenient location, the great selection, or the wonderful bakery, and all would be valid reasons &#8211; but yup, you guessed it - I kept going back there because of an uber-cute cashier (see blog entry entitled "Special delivery" http://www.travelpod.com/travel-blog-en tries/pwong/6/1214356920/tpod.html ). But sadly, she was not there this time :(<br><br>I went a bit wild on the groceries, picking up some ...

... in Basque though, but it is to be expected! Left Danny and bussed it back to San Seb, at which point Chie and I embraked upon some serious bar hopping. The old town is just soooo good, even on a Thursday. At first I thought the pubs lacked variety, but its soon emerged that I was wrong - there was a Phil Collins bar, irish bars, english bars, pinxto bars, rock bars, spanish music bars and pop bars. Loved it! And so too ...

... their flanks. Sharp features and menacing black eyes, glinting fiery yellow from the rising run, set inward on an even darker face. Their hide shines with sweat and the tendons and muscles explode beneath the skin like pistons when they move. They have been bred for hundreds of years to hurt and maim and kill. They are really good. They don´t like tourists either. My fisrst glimpse of this four-legged hitman wasn´t really of the beast itself, but of it´s severe strength ...

... I finally got the idea of the ATM booth. We got into it about 2:00 and we locked the door shut, took out the light bulbs, huddled up, and called it a night. People all night were trying to get in but no cops ever came by. We left about 6:00 to head to the bull route. We got in the streets along with tons of other runners and to make a long story short, it was the largest crowd they ever had so they decided to kick half the people out. We were in the front half and were ...