This morning we are up and at ’em, as we have things to see and a car to drop off, so we forgo breakfast and hit the road to a “quaint” seaside village…according to the hotel manager.
About an hour later we reached this quaint village thinking it would be an old fishing town full of shanties and sea salts, all terracotta and rust.
It was a modern(ish) holiday destination with a nice beach and plenty of high rise apartment blocks. More Torquay than Wye River!
Anyhow, we parked and found a tiny cafe with fresh baked goodies, and a lovely Spanish lady with no English to compliment our no Spanish. First time we’ve encountered this, we’ve been spoilt till now, but no problem, lots of waving of hands and smiles all round and we had breakfast in front of us.
Goodbye ‘village’, next stop Bilbao and the Guggenheim Museum.
The space itself is huge, voluminous indeed. Vast rooms with minimal art so as to highlight each piece.
I must confess I’d never heard of Jeff Koons, neither had Rachael, but we won’t forget him any time soon.
Just fantastic….look him up!
Sort of pop art, but not like Andy Warhol and painted soup cans, a bit surrealism and a whole heap of fun.
His sculptures made to look like balloons, some like those balloon animals clowns make, are in fact very intricate metal works of art.
The attention to detail is amazing, incredible! Below is an image from his website which may help explain. No photos allowed inside the gallery.
Enough gushing….off to San Sebastián.
Managed to get a park right out the front of our hotel, dropped off our bags and got rid of the car.
Time to explore before our pinxtos (tapas) tour tonight.
You know when you just get a vibe about a place almost straight away…San Sebastián is going to be wicked!
Great architecture, beautiful beach, nice people, bars everywhere!
Twelve of us plus our guide, Vicki, headed into the old town on a pinxtos expedition.
San Sebastián is filled with bars selling these pinxtos, most displayed on the bar, and accompanied by a glass of something wet!
All in bite sized portions.
A couple more drinks, including a nightcap Negroni, which is actually an aperitive, but ‘what the heck!’