Basking in Basque: Part 2 - País Vasco (Spain)
From Pays Basque, my friend picked me up in Saint Jean de Luz and drove us the 20 minutes it takes to get to País Vasco, the Spanish Basque country. We're greeted by "Hola" at the toll booth and I begin to practice speaking with my Spanish lisp, gratheeiath. (I still like the Mexican accent better, I have to admit.) View from my hotel balcony in San Sebastian. You can see the corner of La Concha on the left. What can I say about San Sebastian? Well I have to mention my friend Dave, who has officially reported that he is unhappy his name has never appeared in my blog. In all fairness, Dave and I have never traveled together though we have spent many moments meandering through Paris when he is in town for work (he is a colleague.) But today I'm going to mention him. Why you ask? Because Dave has a dream. To retire at 40 (with a few other details that I can't share) and to do so in San Sebastian. And I think Dave m...