The Seven Streets of Bilbao
I don’t pretend to give a lecture in history nor politics; instead I want to prove the greatness of Biscay and its people, who irradiate sympathy, kindness and hospitability, with these pictures.
I was lucky enough to visit Bilbao on a Sunday, when the book fair of ancient books took place. I was amazed with the texts printed in Euskera (Basque), as well as the sheets and drawings. I let my host guide me and rejoiced with the beauty of the buildings and the sobriety of the institutions; the window in the train station is a jewel, as well as the endless corners that one discovers in these pictures, such as the one of the bar Río-oja, where you can see the inscription of the great floods in the eighties.