This is just to set the scene for more food photos, because that's the majority of photos I took, and because that's mostly what we did in Spain. It was like, "I'm not hungry, but we have to eat again in an hour so I'm going to skip Guernica and take a nap to save up energy, m'kay?" Anyhow, before I get into Basque country, can I first say chestito to Jen and Milcho on their wedding! And a big blagodarya to them for letting us, their Bulgarian ruffian neighbors, be a part of their festivities this past weekend in Skopje. We loved it. Vcihko hubavo to you both (and Jen: Milcho really wants you to get that Mac). On to uninspired scenes from Bilbao:
Train station
Around the old town in Bilbao.
Shops built into the backside of a church.
I did not climb these steps, but just so you know, they're there. There was an H&M around here. AND, perhaps most importantly, I bought these in Bilbao:
And it's because they were to closest thing I could find to these:
Real flamenco shoes! The ones I wanted were actually further in the back in grey suede. I asked to buy them, but the cobbler said they were for chicos only.
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