Life in the north of Spain seemed luscious. We left Laguardia and drove across the mountain range north. We snaked around for sixty miles or so. The roads were great almost like new. It took a couple of hours to get to San Sebastian where we stayed for a couple of nights before heading for Bilboa. 
San Sebastian and playa de la Concha, that’s the ticket. We stayed right at the midway point of this half moon bay at the Hotel Niza. The perimeter of the bay was bordered by a huge pedestrian and bike path. I was about four miles end to end. The weather consisted of intermittent bursts of rain and sun shine. The sun, blue sky and clouds dominated the day. None of this seems to bother the locals. They walked, ran, surfed, and played on the beaches day and nights. Late September was a good time for us and the locals it seemed.
At the eastern end of the bay, old town laid. Wow what a great place, the atmosphere was alive with easy going people of all ages. Everyone stayed up later than we could. We had a unforgettable time. We’ll probably make a trip back too.
Bilboa, Spain is a big sprawling city. It seemed grey and industrial. Although parts of it were spectacular, the city fathers have made the effort in it’s makeover. We stayed at the reasonable Hotel Arriaga, located in the center of the old city by the river. The Guggenheim Museum has been the catalyst for the renovation for the central area.
The area around our hotel was jammed with people, all enjoying themselves. At least this area was alive with activity all day long. When we headed out for the return trip at 6am people were still in some of the cafes. Viva la basques! . . . .
see ya,
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