Day Eighteen

Today was a half decent road ride to the coast. I went past the unfinished nuclear power plant near Bakio. It's a sad story of ETA kidnapping and killing an engineer at the plant, so the government stopped it's construction. It's not my family, or country so it's proably easier to say that it's sad that they bowed to terrorism.

Personally, I think the govt. like ETA, they are murdering scumbags (ETA, obviously) but their impact is minimal compared to unemployment, low pay, job insecurity, lack of housing, pathetic saftey standards and a sickening road death toll but the govt. always wants to talk about ETA rather than these other issuse that have a far greater impact on Mr and Mrs Average Spaniard. 

I'm off to the Euskadi v Venezuela game this evening. The almost yearly football match of the "Basque National Team", they didnt have it last year because of a disagreement over the name. Should it be Euskadi or Euskal Herria? Silly people.


Anyway, here's the ride I did, ...Road ride