I had an okay flight to Madrid and raced through the airport to make my connection to San Sebastian. I arrived and walked out of the much-smaller-than-I-expected airport across the street to the bus stop. The bus driver pulled up going the other direction but told me just to get on and ride the loop. So, we drove through the beautiful seaside town of Fuenterabia/Hondarabia where all of the median strips on the road were filled with beatiful hyndrangea bushes--all colors: pink, lavander, pale blue, brilliant bright blue, fuschia and purple. The houses are mainly white with brightly painted wooden shutters, doors and window boxes full of flowers. Oh, I forgot, I was going to walk the mile over the border to France but I forgot. I have been to a bar for my first pincho (tapa)and watch the girls who worked there set up for the town festivities---seems like a festival is starting and all of the shops, restaurants, etc. are decorated. I also noted at the bar that there is an automated machine where you can make wagers on sporting events. Some 80 year old guy appeared to be placing a bet on the Tour de France.
I have sussed out the albergue where I will stay the night but it doesn´t open until 4 so I have another hour to kill.
The weather is great--it seems to be about 70 with no humidity and a nice breeze. I hope it holds.
Happy Father´s Day, Dad (and all dads, really)
1 comment:
Yeah, Potts! Pick some hydrangeas for me! :-)
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