Tourists in our own neighborhood.
Spending time with a good friend and our families, adventuring across Europe.
One of my happy places, with Colleen.
All over town. 8km
Up at 5 with the light, slept on and off until 8:00, then UP and out of bed, teeth brushed, and out onto the street with all the people.
Grabbed a coffee to walk with, and now I’ve settled in a park near the river.
It’s 100° in the Pays Basque today, and I am luckily escaping to London for an SLA Europe Meeting, where it will be 62° and much more my speed, weather-wise.
While at the airport, I noticed that the tourists have arrived, and I have become one of those people who gets cranky about stuff like that, especially when Americans are talking loudly on their phones for the whole waiting area to hear and giving us a bad reputation.
Today I’ll go to the Tate Museum and then meet up with the committee, then back to the hostel for some lesson planning and job searching.
Walking from France into Spain with lunch at the end.
Got to play with my favorite game-playing people!
Basque solidarity with immigrants in Hasparren and games in Bayonne.