23 miles, 280′ elevation
Last night I dinned among a gaggle of UK pensioners, 50 odd of them, 80 and older, I’d say. I felt youthful! I kept looking for Paul’s dad, Stan and his wife. They were not with this group. After eating the tour had a middle aged one person female band play oldies and big band numbers. It was hilarious! She obviously didn’t speak English. Her final song went something like this: “I got no kid from champion! Meer Alhol does not like me at all, But I got a kid outta of you!”
There are four possible “Ways” to arrive at Santander from Santona. I opted to hang with a Canadian couple, (Margaret & Charlie) I had met a couple of towns earlier, Castro Urdiales, I believe. They read, heard, studied that the combination was the most scenic and not as difficult way. Who knows?
If yesterday was a walk on the beach, this one was bay to bay to big bay and walking on water. “I don’t always drink beer, but when I do, I certainly don’t drink San Miquel!” Margaret said I remind her of “The most interesting man in the world” commercial guy. She said “that’s a good thing!” I don’t think so. Hopefully it’s just the beard.
Alright, a new name for you…”The most interesting man in the world”, much better than “hairy a__hole” that Cheryl gave you. : )
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Now she’ll combine the two.
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the most interesting hair _hole in the world ?
or the most hairy _hole in the world ?
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