Straight to the Guggenheim museum this morning. A staple of Bilbao city. Lots of interesting works that went over my head. Like this Kusama infinite mirror installation. The flower puppy outside is lovely and is right up my alley. The journey went on to Santander on the Feve narrow gauge train that takes just the time it needs regardless of any schedules, and we enjoyed a good view of the Spanish countryside (other than when we napped). Cute to see people waving the train off at stations. We were amazed at the trick an old man showed us. We could switch the seats from front to back with just a push! In Santander we found our hostel. Then a brass band in the street which would later reappear during dinner. A hole-in-the-wall seafood restaurant served scrumptious seafood bathed in butter. As far as vegetables go, I think there was a sliver of red pepper on mine, and fried potatoes count too, right? The brass band livened up the crowd outside helped greatly by a bachelor party. What choice did we have? We had to join in.

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