Egunon denoi! (Good morning you all!, Euskara) Kaixo! (If you prefer)
Basque Country is green and lush. Of course that means more rain than the central part of Spain, but like Hombre, CaliBasco, and Lagun, I'll take the rain, so I can enjoy the beauty of the area.
It's like stepping out of your door each day into a sweet smelling garden, and the twinkling sunlight off the grass makes everything seem so fresh, and clean.
The small baserris (farms) on the hillsides offer a touch of yesterday, and the promise they won't be spoiled by tomorrow. It's like a step back in time, and it's all for the better.
If you're fortunate enough to be invited out to an evening of enjoyment at a txioki (kind of a private club with cooking facilities, etc. Some are very old, and I probably spelled it wrong. One I was in was nearly 1,000 years old, built with stone and mortar. It was fantastic! Often used to entertain, since homes usually aren't large enough to handle large crowds.), you'll be in your glory. I know I was, and till today, it's still one of the greatest things I've ever experienced. Heaping trays of freshly prepared shrimp (The best I've ever tasted.), bread, and a salad so lush and green it would be the envy of any restaurant's salad chef. It's a five star culinary delight.
Well, I've exhausted just about all the Euskara (Basque language) I know. But I haven't exhausted how I feel about the area. I think that's where the Garden of Eden may have really been.
Otso (Wolf, in Euskara, if you didn't guess -