Bilbao, how are you old friend?

Day 14

Bilbao, here we come!

Today we decided to head to Bilboa around 7:00am. We caught the bus and took an hour drive to Burgos. There is a beautiful cathedral in Burgos, I have seen a lot of cathedrals in Europe but this has become my favorite. We hung out there for a little while and then caught the next bus to Bilbao. The bus stations are so unorganized, we almost missed ours because we were waiting for the bus where they told us it would be but it wasn’t there and instead parked in a different spot, I am so glad Ian and Nayla speak the language without them this would have been a disaster, I never would have figured out the mistake on my own and would have been on the bus to Galicia! I tried to sleep but it was so bumpy that I couldn’t. We got to Bilbao and Jim helped us find a Pension (kind of like a hostel but you have your own room but share a bathroom with the whole floor) it was cheap and right by a main square. The cobble stone streets are beautiful here, it reminds me of Brugge, Belgium. We took a nap and then met up with Jim. Jim showed us all around and we took a good 3 hour walk. My legs were so sore. We saw the Guggenheim at night and had awesome Kabobs at this bar, I even bought the spices for my dad. We went back to the pension and slept. The old city of Bilboa is really nice although you can tell there is a big underground rebellion here-many of the kids wear black all the time and have colored hair, piercings ect. At first I thought it was the young basque generation here but it seems like everyone that age here has the same style; very interesting and different than other cities in Spain and even other basque cities in Spain.