Basque-in´ in the Sun

¡Hola, mis amigos! ¿Que pasa? Well, here we are in beautiful San Sebastian, soaking up the sunshine on the crowded beaches. It´s such a lovely day here. The people are all out shopping at the markets, the breeze is blowing off of the Atlantic, and the ETA terrorist organization is exploding a firework over our heads every few minutes. Just a typical day in Basque territory here, and...

What´s that, you say? I didn´t mention anything about Pamplona??? One moment, I was in Barcelona, and now San Sebastian, so what happened to all the booze and bulls that I had talked about?

Are you really sure you want to know? Honestly...there´s some crazy stuff that happened in Pamplona. I don´t know if you can handle it. Besides, today I was going to talk about how the Spanish (and most European countries) put their milk in a box. For those of you who don´t know what I´m talking about, here´s some helpful tips on how to get your milk in a box:

Step One: Go and purchase a box.
Step Two: Cut a hole in the box.
Step Three: Pour your milk from the box.
Oh, it´s your milk in a box!

I was also all prepared today to talk about Basque country. Heck...I even came up with a clever title! I also came up with "Basque-it Case" and "Don´t Basque, Don´t Tell," but "Basque-in in the Sun" seemed most appropriate. Man, these Basques and their wacky Euskaba language are just...

What? Are you still wanting to hear about Pamplona? Dang...aren´t you a persistant little snot. OK, fine. But I´m warning you: the following blogs may contain material not suitable for children. Viewer discretion is suggested.