After the best meal so far – Peruvian Latino slant on Spanish fare – last night ended with a couple of craft beers and then a stolen phone (mine). This morning was spent going to the police station, then to another police station to obtain the police report which should enable the insurance replacement to be easy. Bum!
So to cheer us up, we went to the transporter bridge by metro, crossed over the river in style and returned on the metro running on the other side.
On the way back, we stopped off at the funicular railway for a journey up one of the mountain sides; Bilbao is built along a valley and occupies land at the bottom, on the sides and at the top, too. It is Spain’s fourth biggest city and certainly one of its most height defying. This was the view from El Mirador, the mountain top view, with The Guggenheim far below. Apparently, we were over 1,000 metres up. The funicular’s journey seemed longer.
We visited the mighty Gugg yesterday, shortly after arriving in town. Its architecture is still so stunning but we were underwhelmed with its temporary exhibitions. Art! What can you do?
Chris & Kath's Travel Time 