We kept up our touristic naivety by rocking up to Bilbao which was also in the middle of its annual festival. We had to walk through the middle of the site for it to get to the old town where we stayed. A bit different to San Sebastian's version, it had many stages set up for bands to perform and even more big long bars set up serving all the Kalimotxo and Sangria you could handle. One thing that did stay the same though is the obsession with fireworks, and the nightly shows were just as amazing as those in SS.
The city of Bilbao itself was nice enough without being spectacular, again separated into a sort of new town with a big tree lined main street and an old town of narrow streets with many little shops at the ground floor and residential apartments in the three or four stories above.
Our main, almost sole purpose for visiting Bilbao was to check out the Guggenheim museum. The building is a grand site in its own right while the majority of the works inside were great to see, although it was debatable as to exactly what passes for art! The section dedicated to huge moulded steel pieces was interesting enough, and works by Anish Kapoor were quite modern and out of left field, probably the pick of the bunch. On the other hand, works by another artist were all made from scrap metal he'd sourced from junkyards etc were, well, pretty crap in our honest opinion.
After just the one day in Bilbao, we were back on the rails, this time headed for the hot inner core of Spain, the capital Madrid.