Coming in on the bus, we were struck by the beauty of the Basque Country - green rolling hills, mountains shrouded in clouds, cobbled cottages dotting the countryside. It was a big shock to the system going from wearing thongs and shorts, to blowing smoke from your mouths with icy-cold northern winds.
The Guggenheim was definitiely the highlight - marvelling at the 12 meter high puppy made of flowers, cowering from the gigantic spider, being confused by the 150 sqm room full of concrete poo, playing silly buggers in the crazy mirror room and watching a cannon shoot 10 kg pellets of blood coloured wax into the corner of a massive white room.
After all the intense deciphering of abstract art, we felt ready for feasting on a fresh vegetarian buffet and enjoying $1.50 glasses of Tinto (red wine).
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