So this isn’t strictly music related, but I know Charlie from a couple local bands he’s in… which are obviously quiet at the moment whilst he’s off travelling. Anyway if you’re interested in the adventures of a vegan punk cycling from Wales across mainland Europe, check this out. He writes better than I do too.
The Basque Country’s topography destroyed me – maybe starting a new country with an extra mountain as a detour for shits and giggles wasn’t the best idea.
The views from Jaizkibel were incredible, and the heavy rain from the previous night had had cleared, leaving clear, cool skies. I rolled into Donostia and worked out where I’d go next, the plan being to go as far as my legs would take me towards Vitoria. There being nowhere to camp I asked some locals, they recommended going into the next town and asking. Ten minutes later I spotted a large old building with political slogans, spray paint and squatters flags hanging from the windows. A group of young people sat outside, chatting. They let me pitch up behind the building, but said there might be loud music later on, I said it didn’t bother me at all. Halfway through setting up…
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