. . . I have been severely bitten by a travel bug! A visit to Chez Pim this morning just moved one of my favorite fantasy vacation spots into first place. Spain's Basque country has always tempted me -- mountains, rugged coastline, great food and a great museum, what could go wrong? -- but now I have two specific, must-go restaurant recommendations from Pim: Extebarri and Elkano. These two places sound to me like food nirvana. Read and drool. Must go, must go, must go.
Other places on my list: Galicia (a subset or extension of the above, further inspired by a couple of road-shots in the last Almodovar film); Normandy (further inspired by tasting and selling Eric Bordelet's brilliant Cidres -- I want to see that 300 year old pear tree!); and Corsica (but only if I can find the ideal travelling companion to drive me around on a motorcycle: ie man enough to know how to drive a motorcycle but mature enough to not try and kill me; I've been over the whole living on the edge thing since birth. But I hear it's the only way to see the island).
So many trips, so few vacation days! But I'm vowing right now that next year (assuming, I hope rightly, that it will be less, um, complicated than this one was) will include more travels. And I fully admit that, yes, I would go all the way to San Sebastian just to go to a fish restaurant. (Or Normandy to see a pear tree. Or Galicia to eat pulpo.) And I have lots of air miles to use!