After two days, three flights and many hours of waiting we finally reached land known.
At 20:00 on Day 4 we arrived at the airport Bilbao. Two best friends were waiting. Only through them could be at home, thanks to them the traumatic bicycle transportation ceased. An amazing dinner, just waiting for us kings worthy. We celebrate our return with wine, a beverage syrup gods who wore long untested.
The view is clouded, but not wine, but the thrill of seeing familiar faces and friends.
few days of quiet strength and resume meeting to proceed. ¿.......?
Nobody ask when we arrive, for time is so relative that for now and try to hit on the day. Nobody asked us where we are, because space is so relative that only one name can not explain where we are. We can only say that we hit on the road. A road that never ends, a way that the more you walk, more captures the curiosity.
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