Bilbao was great! I don’t know what I was expecting, but it was exceeded. It’s a crazy hilly shuttle bus trip from the port into downtown Bilbao. We endured more shuttle bus chaos at the pier. If the shuttle is half full and there are FOUR other buses parked, waiting… maybe we can go ahead and leave? Just askin’.
We get off in Bilbao and head immediately towards the Guggenheim:
The museum is down by the river, where they have an excellent river walk promenade. So we strolled…
… then left the river walk and aimed toward town.
Finally we stopped for a late lunch. I had paella, forgetting they leave the shrimps intact. 🦐
Not much time left after lunch, plus a storm was a-brewin’, so we headed back to the ship. The stormy skies generated an arc or circle that exhibits in concentric bands the colors of the spectrum and that is formed opposite the sun by the refraction and reflection of the sun’s rays in raindrops, spray, or mist.
A bunch of locals were gathered to see the ship depart.
That was our day in Bilbao. I’ll go ahead and write about sea day #2: nothing happened. It’s a sea day.
Next stop: Lisbon, Portugal!