Small Basque Town

Elorriaga. You can see how small it is. We had coffee and oranges at Toli Aloi, a small bar. Very good coffee. We had two cups each. Basque is a very different language, not related to anything, no cognates. This was the view from our table.

Do you speak English?

Post by Wynette: When we start to talk to someone who we are pretty sure isn’t Spanish, the tendency is to greet them in English but I hated to just assume they spoke English. (Although nearly everyone does. The Latvian woman we met spoke fluent English.) Today I decided to ask before launching into conversation with the men above: Do you speak English? The answer was, with a laugh from the man on the left, I am English. He was from Cornwall which, he said, is a lot like what we are walking through right now. (The man on the right was German and he spoke fluent English as well.)

Sunny Day: Orio to Getaria, Saturday, April 14

Post by Wynette: We walked an easy 6.3 miles today and are staying in small town of Getaria (photo above) tonight. Beautiful sunny day, but ocean breezes kept us cool. We only met two other pilgrims today. They were from Germany. We saw two others but just waved at them as they passed us.