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... around and find a parking lot and carry our bags into the town. We booked an apartment again and decided to stay in the centre of town, so we had to lug our bags about 500m or so. It was a bit of an ordeal to say the least, but we made it in one-piece, huffing and puffing. We check in and dump all our things and get comfortable. I have stomach pain so, John, Jenny and Aaron head out to the supermarket and grab the next 3 days worth of grocery supplies now that we have a ...
... all the artworks and sculptures to you. We all looked hilarious and couldn't stop laughing, so a selfie photo it had to be. We got a bit lost at first trying to figure out what number to plug into our walkie talkies but after 10mins or so we realised what we had to do. Most of the Guggenheim was of Jean-Michael Basquiet and his artwork, history, etc. so of course, I was in my element as Aaron struggled to understand the beauty and concept behind ...
... Gijonnaise, tastes something like creme brûlée cake (with the crunchy burnt sugar glaze) only with ground almonds with a rosemary honey flavour. Super sweet but oh so yummy. No wonder my clothes are no longer fitting me. The next morning we took the opportunity to view the beautiful San Lorenzo beach that wraps around the city. It has a lovely promenade accented by colourful gardens. Very pretty. After a late start, we left for ...
... curlers came down and gladly checked us in early.
The rest of the day was spent napping, eating and local sightseeing. Mom finally found the perfect shoes, the exact pair she wears at home, and it instantly made a difference. I hadn't mentioned it here in a while, but her feet were still hurting pretty bad. I bought some new sandals as mine had pretty much worn through to the ground, and we walked the boardwalk along ...
... and hacked and didn't really see a decrease in the fly population.
One might think we all suddenly had a mild case of turrets, constantly twitching, swatting, blinking, the natural motions to bugs landing on you. Getting ready for bed was a procedure, making sure we had a full body barrier between ourselves and the ghost's of pilgrim's past, and zipping up our bags to cocoon ourselves from the outside environment of flies.