This little lady in Bilbao bids hasta luego:
Theere are three options for the walk from Bilbao to Portugalete. I chose the one for people who have a tendency to get lost. It follows the river, but first you have to cross the river, which may not be as easy as it sounds depending on where you cross. If at a roundabout, it ican be a tricky business. Soem of the roundabouts here are so complicated, they make Boston seem like a cinch. The route is lined with industrial endeavors:
But the view improves, and as threatening as that sky looks, no, it did not rain:
Approaching Portugalete:
I did meet Ingunn and her daughter Karen, from Norway. They, too, were a bit puzzled regarding the route. I find that so comforting! Interesing discussion can make the time fly and we enjoyed a small refreshment on arrival.
Portugalete has these marvellows moving streets, like the moving sidewalks at airports only these go half a dozen blocks uphill. They'd be a huge hit in San Francisco:
Speaking of Boston, whch I was, above, this is not the Charles:
The North of Spain seems to have as many farmacias as does the mid swath of the country, and they are easy to spot:
Portugalete is famous for its Punete Colgante, Hanging Bridge. For about 12 euros, you can go up to the top in an elevator. I did not. To cross without drama, you take a car that is much like a large trolly or a ski lift affair, suspended by wires from the top of the bridge. Said vehicle travels back and forth, each trip taking just a few minutes. About four lucky cars also can fit on a side attachment. It is a fun ride:
Artistic shot (if I may say so) of the bridge:
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