Two weeks in northern Spain

We had two weeks in northern Spain to participate in Haro’s Wine Fight Festival, Pamplona’s Running with the bulls (San Fermin) and explore the regions of Cantabria, Burgos, La Rioja, Aragon, Catalonia, Navarre and Basque Country; plus include a brief stop in the country of Andorra and France.

I already have a detailed post about Spain’s extravagant festivals, so this post focuses on our itinerary covering the mentioned autonomous communities.

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A Critique of Spanish Cuisine

I have been undecided whether to do a post on Spanish cuisine, for three reasons:

Firstly, we barely ate out while we lived in Spain. Since we had access to our own kitchen we saved that experience for when we travelled away from our Spanish home. However I did get to know the Spanish supermarket options very well and have included some grocery options in this post.

Secondly, Spain is most known for their tapas… but tapas can sometimes just be one ingredient. It’s great because you can get a taste of a whole bunch of single ingredients, but it makes it feel less like a meal, and one ingredient is not necessarily unique to Spain. However, I have included some individual tapas style ingredients in this post as well.

Thirdly, I was not hugely impressed with Spanish food. While they cook well, there is limited spice and no huge explosion of flavour in any one mouthful.

But I’m going to give this post a bite anyway…

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The most social hike I have ever walked (Valbona to Theth)

Eight months in Europe and I had to complete one epic hike on the continent. First place that comes to mind is the Dolomites. But Hannah’s European adventures led her to the Balkans and so our group of five was formed and our trip was planned:

A small country of 2.7 million people on the Adriatic coast, it’s capital is Tirana and their favourite meat is lamb. Albania is a fairly underrated country… or so I thought.

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Eight extravagant, shocking festivals in Spain

During our seven months in Spain we managed to participate in eight grand festivals, excluding all the one-off public holidays and smaller parades that passed us in our home town of Seville.

I’m actually quite proud we managed to plan it so well, because each festival was very worth our time. The biggest element they all had in common was …shock. None of these festivals were alike, nor like anything I have ever seen before. When Spain parties, they take it big – they involve every single person and make it a show to remember.

This post is one of my longest. I considered creating 8 separate posts for each festival, but decided to join them in the one to make the rating system easier to compare.

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