The ASP World Tour is going to Mundaka. Sounds like a good excuse to finally get moving and visit the Basque Country.
Here I go, from a spanish provincy that's fighting for independency, to another which is doing the same, but using some more questionable methods...
Basque Country, another non-spanish place in Spain, of a language said to have roots in the Caucasus, of a magnificent coast with breathtaking cliffs and an endless sea... Mundaka is a small village, 2000 inhabitants, that sees itself constantly invaded by many surfers in quest for its gnarly left.
It's a quiet place, 100 kM from the more famous Donostia-San Sebastian, on the left side of the Mundaka river, where this river is invaded by the sea twice a day, and where the natural sand bar at its end creates a fabulous wave.
In Donostia-San Sebastian, a Saturday afternoon is synonymous of lazy leisure, in a place with two beautiful bays, the La Concha beach and the La Zurriola beach, both perfect for cruising... using your feet. Where you can still see kids playing around with handmade wooden toys in a middle of a square, or carrying their fishing rods back home, empty hands again. Not bad, for a world full of playstations, game boxs, of sunny afternoons spent inside the bedroom playing in a virtual world, this is a positive contrast. I think that parents should put something like this in their kids' hands when they're demanding the latest gamestation for Xmas. Unfortunately, those things are an easy way to keep the kids entertained without having to spend too much time taking care of them.... sad....
In the middle of pintxos, lots of (cheap) beer, extreme lazyness and generalized slowness, I have to go back. To Mundaka, to Bakio, to Donostia, to the promissing waves, to the great beaches, to the incompreensible language, to the billboards demanding independency, to the casual life in a city centre, to the "nothing happens" of the small towns on the sea side...
