i really loved the basque country. what a beautiful region, and great people to boot. i arrived on wednesday, and the weather was absolutely torrent off and on. it could give central oregon a run for its money in temporal weather conditions. one minute huge gusts of wind would sweep through the street, pelting me with rain as i wandered the city looking for a pension, and the next minute the wind would halt, the rain stop, and the sound of songbirds would begin to fill the air. on thursday the conditions were a bit better, but still pretty cloudy and wet. at one point during the day i hunkered under the facade of a building to wait out a little squall, and this older basque gentleman comes buy and starts speaking with me about the weather. then he asks if i want to take a drink with him, i obliged. we went to this cafe and had a coffee and talked about his family and the city and what not. then after the rain stopped we went for a little paseo (walk) around san sebastian. his name was javier, and he was a real nice bloke.
a funky statue thing by the sea in san sebastian:
friday was a pretty nice day, the tempurature was warmer, the sky more clear, and there was no rain, so i enjoyed the city a bit: went up to a castle on top of a mountain overlooking the city, walked barefoot on the beach, almost got swept out to sea while navagating some rocky crags, you know the usual. there was a group of americans studying in vallalodid that were staying at the hostal. we got to talking a bit and turns out they are all christians traveling during their spring break. there were 6 girls and one guy, matt. we talked quite a bit, and that night matt and i actually got to minister to the guy i was sharing a room with, aden. aden is a high school student in a school exchange program in zaragoza. it was really cool to talk about God in english for a change. it has been so long. i can actually somewhat express myself, as opposed to finding the spanish word i know, that can closest relate, in some round about way, to what i really want to say.
this building is some sort of theatre for film festivals and the like, san sebastian:
saturday morning i went with my new friends to bilbao to see the gugenheim museum. it is a really famous museum, although i actually enjoyed the building itself much more than the artwork inside. after a few hours in the museum, my vallalodid bound friends left to catch a bus home. i spent a few more hours enjoying bilbao before catching a bus myself to madrid.
TWO WEEKS UNTIL I LEAVE!!!! AHHHHH!!!!
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