Gernika to Bilbao

The mud here is unbelievable. It sucks your feet down and doesn't want to let go. It's also extremely slippery. Moriah pointed out that it could be worse, because it could be pouring rain. Much as we prefer to be in the woods and the countryside on paths, occasionally it's pleasant to get back to that hard, body-pounding pavement.

From the pictures you can see that we are definitely in Basque country and that emotions still run high.

Because of the scarcity of accommodations in Lezama, we took a bus into Bilbao where we able to make reservations for a private room in a hostel. Sometimes we have found private rooms, but twice we have been in dormitory rooms, and there will be more of those to come. We arrived about 2:30 after having walked about 14 miles. We have cleaned up and when our laundry is done, we will go out to get something to eat and also to walk to the Guggenheim Museum.

We left Malachi and Carissa this morning in Gernika, and they took the train to Bilbao to spend the day together before heading back to Bulgaria. We may catch up with them this evening. Moriah and I both sent stuff with them in order to lighten our packs. I knew I had way too much weight, but didn't think I could do without anything. It turns out I can when the other choice is carrying it!Читать далее