Dzido loves the Basques

London welcomed us a few days ago with rain and cold weather. Then I asked myself...why am I here and not back in Spain? haha Seriously though, this is a huge city with so much to do so I'm happy that we have more than 2 days to look around.

The job search has begun, in earnest I should say. We need to get started soon as the pound is not a happy currency for poor canadian backpackers. Luckily we've made some London friends along our european travels and they are helping us out as much as they can.

Just ot show how small the world really is (really). We met a friend, PJ, in Granada a few weeks ago, and told him that we'd go see him in London. As I was outisde yesterday calling agencies, PJ WALKS UP THE STREET and says hi. In the middle of London. We bumped into some guy we knew in London. How funny is that. Small small world.

Job hunt beckons, I have to get searching some more. But here's one of my favourite Pamplona pics, from the Bull festival. Outside, all day and night, they had Basque groups and social groups doing random parades with giant signs, dancing, horns and instruments. They would play loud music and cirlce the city, just partying it up. At one point we decided to join the party and I pushed my way to the front and began dancing. Then, I managed to grab one of the signs and Paul snapped this doozy. Priceless look on my face if you zoom in. Dzido waving a Basque Independance sign in Spain...way to not try to get in trouble.