Sooooooo I am on my first solo adventure! Classes at UPV start february 6th so I decided to do some travelssss this week! And yes this entire post will be a AHP. thats what happens when you play shit head at a hostel with 3 aussies and 2 other americans with your own bottle of wine. but i will try to keep it on lock so i can share my itinerary.
So last night (i think? yeah monday night idk what day it is right now) i boarded my first over night bus (NOT TRAIN SORRY I SUCK ON FB) to bilbao! this was of course after i went to some tapas bar with the erasmus students where we totally got ripped off for the baby amounts of paella... 3 UROS for like a child´s portion... but the beer and sangria were cheap thank god. so i think my dinner consisted of bur, sangria, and then a baby amount of paella. so i was feeling good on my way to the bus statio :) gotta be consistent with the last two weeks of my life.
So yeah i got to my bus station (not stop) about 20 before it was suppose to leave (23 55). i was like the smartest and got a window seat so i could sleep so comfy--so i thought! before i get into that our bus driver was like the funniest. over the intercom he was like "some rules: for the health of everyone, don´t take off your shoes. if you ever end up feeling uncomfortable, chat with a group of passangers because i don´t want a procession of people saying they are hot and then cold. come to an agreement and then i will at least pretend i try to fix it so we will all be happy..." so i was like out within 5 minutes of leaving the station cuz i was kind of buzzing but not enough to wanna like run around. then i woke up at like 130 and was melting. literally the sides of the bus were emitting heats from hell... luckily i woke up like right before we were having a break where we got to nom on some foodz. blah blah blah fell asleep again cuz they made the bus comfortably cold and then soon enough i woke up and was in the north of spain in bilbao at 730am! yeah maybe not the best night of sleep but it´s not like i have been sleeping much these past weeks anyways...
so i decided to head to Guggenheim first thing to figure out where it was and what time it opened at. it is a muuuust see in Bilbao so why not. When I finally got ther (like thirty minutes later because I am half retarded with sense of direction) I realized it didn´t open until 10. But i first went to Guggenheim to take some pictures. Sunrise made for some pretty ones :) 
I got some noms at some random cafe. I loveeee bocadillos. You get like two mini sandwiches on a baquette and a coffee for less than 4 bucks thanksss I won´t be hungry till much laterrrr. I ended up going to the musuem like riiiight when it opened. Spent three hours there... And I am pretty sure I have a new favorite contempory piece of art. It´s by Jenny Holzer in 1997 titled Installation of Bilbao (yeah not that creative whatevr). I literally spent at LEAST half an hour watching it to write down all the lines that were shown on the LED screen. It was to promote support for AIDS awareness. But idk there was something about it. Well after my entire morning at Guggenheim I decided to explore some. I was searching for something called Casco Viejo since my google maps on my phone put it as a particular... I was walking around this beautiful area looking for something (so I thought) that was Casco Viejo. Nope. This area is just the old part. Not a particular building or market or anything. It´s fine though cuz I took enough picutres regardless.
I even found this nifty little Basque Museum. It was like 1.50 euros so I decided to go in. I can´t say I really learned anything about hte Basque culture... but they like Carnival! And they dress up a lot and have shepards and fishers.. 
So after that I decided to head on out. I am not quite sure why my travel book said that Bilbao could be seen in less than a day. It is SUCH a pretty city and the old part is beauuutiful. But my time is limited an I have plenty of cities to hit. Thanks to Teeeej, found out that there were buses that left every half hour to San Sebastian (the second most important city of the Basque country). Got on the 4 o clock bus and passed out immediately. Overnight bus was as restful as I had originally thought. My phone died on my ride to San Sebastian so when I arrived I had to sketch into a super fancy bar to charge my phone... I think the fact that I only had my school backpack made it less obvious that I was just squatting to use their electricity. Once I had enough to use my google maps to find my hostel (thanks Dennis for finding it for me) I walked towards Olga´s Place, the hostel that was suppose to be a mere 1.9km away. The weather was kind of shitty though.. like 7 degrees celcius (idk like 40s f?) and it was raining. As I was walking through I really wanted to stop and take picture, but it was cold and I was exhausted and feeling gross... took one though!
So I got to where my hostel was SUPPOSE to be. But no, apparently they moved across the street. So I went and rang for the "pension" on the street. I got buzzed in and went to the door inside the building and rang there. for like half an hour. and knocked... even ate an entire baguette of bread. WHY would you let me in the building but not the room???? I was like super frustrated. It was like almost 7pm at this point, one hour after the time i reserved that I would be there. PLUUUUS my phone was dead so that was handy... I decided to get out of the building and go to a cafe across the road to drink some coffee and charge my phone. They told me about another hostel that was at the next corner so after my phone had some energy (phone dying seems to be a common theme...) I went over and rang. OH SNAP. It was OLGAS!
After a shower and a bed secured I was my happy self again :) Played this game called shit head with 3 aussies and two americans ONE IS FROM ATLANTA AND WORKS FOR KING OF POPS!!! Wtf small world....
noooow headed to a local pub TTYL PEEPS
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