I take a walk into the town of Sopelana. It seems fairly ordinary. I find the metro station and catch the train into the Casco Viejo area of Bilbao. There are a few things I want to see in Bilbao, maybe half a days worth.
I exit the metro into a square, but I’m not sure where I am as the map in my guide book is of too small a scale to identify the small streets. I wander around taking in the old streets and atmosphere. There is an old feel to Bilbao. I find a few churches, as one always does in a Spanish city. I decide to head straight for the Guggenheim Museum. I buy a sandwich and pastry on the way. Like France, Spain has excellent pastries and deserts. I eat my snack on the way to the Guggenheim. I buy my ticket and enter, but not before I have to put my bag in the locker room as its too big. The second and third floors of the museum are closed, so the entry price is reduced. The items on display are impressive, but as I had read, the building is more interesting. I think the other floors must add ore variety to the museum. I find the room of ‘colour fill’ paintings especially interesting. The wheel barrow being my favourite.
I leave and the wander a little more. I have a beer at a café, which is right next to my metro stop and the other museum of interest. This museum is of Basque history. I go inside and I find lots of interesting things. It’s a good museum. I particularly like the painting of the family, with the grand parents on both sides of the family scene. There are lots of artefacts in the museum, not bad for €3.
I make my way back to the campsite.