<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Travel on Morgan Bye</title><link>https://morganbye.com/tags/travel/</link><description>Recent content in Travel on Morgan Bye</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-ca</language><copyright>CC BY-SA 4.0</copyright><lastBuildDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 20:28:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://morganbye.com/tags/travel/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Memoirs of (Northern) Spain</title><link>https://morganbye.com/posts/20100708/</link><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 20:28:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://morganbye.com/posts/20100708/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Having recently returned from Bilbao I can conclude that I shall not be returning to Spain any time soon. It is only since my return to Blighty and talking with those that are more Spanish-ly inclined than myself that I can say that I would even bother with returning to Spain at all; I&amp;rsquo;ll just skip over the Northern bit and go to the Southern/Mediterranean areas.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My resounding memory of Spain is that of a lazy, disorganised and largely unhelpful people. Having experienced hot weather countries before I was expecting a certain level of decelerated life compared to that of the temperate world. What I wasn&amp;rsquo;t prepared for was the entire population to shut down at 1pm leaving the city in a state somewhere between ghost town and zombie apocalypse until 5pm when the whole thing seems to come alive for another 4 hours.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>