We got in the car and drove to Glasgow. You know what makes me feel safe while on the road? Having the driver tell me she is still trying to get used to driving stick AND on the wrong side of the road! Haha. I am just teasing... Sarah is a good driver, she just needs to gain some confidence. I'm sure this blog just helped her with that! Haha.
When we got downtown we parked somewhere and then rode the infamous "Tube" which was... mostly uneventful but fun to say.
First we visited the cutest little street. Of course, all the details are fuzzy now... which will show me to not blog about things 7 months after they took place! But since they say a picture is worth a thousand words, here's some to make up for my lack of good memory!
One thing about photographers is that you can't expect to actually walk some place without making a million little stops to take pictures of trees, puddle reflections, and anything with an interesting texture, or contrast, or story.
When we finally got to Glasgow University we were all in a different corner, taking pictures, and not caring that we get wet or possibly turn into human popsicles.
On our way back to the car we finally met with James. He'd been away at a conference for work or something and we hadn't had a chance to meet with him yet. We went home, had a nice dinner, and then just hung out and watched some stand up DVD of brittish comedian Michael McIntyre.
We flew into the Barcelona airport, caught a bus, and went to downtown Barcelona to stay with some relatives I have there. By nightime we tried to catch the fountain show at Mont Juic, but apparently it wasn't on that night. So we sat on the steps, listened to the AMAZING guy who plays guitar for tips there every day, and had some deep talks while we looked down on Barcelona at night. Wish I had a picture... but I don't. We took a moment off of being photographers, and decided to be people again. :)
We meant to catch a tourist bus and see as much of Barcelona as possible during the day, but we ended up having to leave right after lunch to catch the last 7 hour bus ride to Bilbao. The plan was to hang out with my family, and friends Amanda (who I traveled with in May), and Lauren, for the day and a half before he was flying back home to Chicago.
About 20 minutes after getting to my house, we ran out the door to visit "Geekfest 2009." Okay, so that's not the "official" name for it, but you get the point. Its a gigantic computer convention full of gamers, programers, and what not... doing all kinds of contests, championships, and such and winning prizes. Mostly, not sleeping in about 5 days... and downloading at amazing speeds. It looks awesome at night though. You stand above the arena, on the stairs, and look over a sea of about 6,000 computer screens lighting up the night. Pretty cool. Oh, and seeing how some of these people "pimp out" their machine is just funny! Haha. I think we walked back home at about 5 am...
The next afternoon we went to downtown Bilbao to pick up Amanda and Lauren.
Fun story: I have no internal GPS. Whatsoever. Jacob and I were simply going to go to the bus station to pick up Amanda and Lauren, and walk over to see the Guggenheim. just a few blocks away. I got lost. Pretty bad. Like "walking around aimlessly for 45 minutes" bad. I eventually found it, and we just hung out there for a bit. We even ran into two sets of newlyweds. So Jacob ran off to get a few shots, and the girls and I caught up on their adventures in San Fermin, aka "the running of the bulls" holiday.
The next day it was just more sightseeing and hanging out with my family. I don't really remember much because apparently I was falling asleep everywhere, especially the van, and almost-exclusively with my mouth WIDE open like a total dork.
So all in all it was a great time full of good talks and running around like chickens with their heads cut off, just trying to cover as much sight-seeing as possible. Unfortunately, no shots of that either! I don't know what I was thinking... I think at that point I was shooting more with Jacob's camera than with mine, and I don't have a copy of those pictures yet.
Jacob left at about 5 am, and after that I slept for a long time without the fear of starring in another photoshoot.