When I finally gave up on making travel arrangements, I headed to the waterfront, then crossed the Urumea River, saw some incredible buildings, then crossed back over the river and walked up a long path. They had separate paved paths along the river for bikers and walkers, it was really nice.
When I got to the end of the path, I was at the Parque de Araba, which is when the beggar started following me. I trucked along with a group of people until he gave up, and ended up hiking a big hill, looking for a street to head back to the water. Finally, I walked by a gorgeous old staircase that led all the way down, several hundred feet, to the Paseo de la Concha, which runs along the waterfront. From there, I went down to the beach and walked in the water, which was surprisingly cold. I came back up by the Parque de Aldderi-Eder, about a block from my home base at Urban House. Unfortunately I embedded a piece of glass in my foot before I got my shoes on, so I soaked my new white sock in blood. If I get some dreaded blood borne disease, or my foot rots off, that's what it'll be from. It was when I was fishing out that piece of glass that growling man came walking up, so I limped off as quickly as I was able to have some more gelato for a late lunch. Today it was almond and banana and the almond is by far my favorite so far....oh heavenly goodness. How have Americans survived without real gelato?
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I'm still wondering if you found a shirt yet!
ReplyDeleteNo shirt yet lol. I walked into a store yesterday where the scarves were 65 euros (~$90) and quickly circled back out
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