Won’t You Come Home Bilbao?

Having had a four months rest in Paris, it was time to hit the road again.  Going south during the bitter cold months of winter seemed logical to which all the snowbirds in the U.S. can attest.  So off to the Iberian Peninsula we went.  First stop; Bilbao, Spain and what a wonderful city it [...]

A Night When the Fat Lady Sings

You get all dressed up to the point of being terribly uncomfortable.  You melt in with the flow of similarly uncomfortable people climbing the steps of the massive Neo-Baroque building.  The giant black and gold wrought iron gates have been opened to let us in.