So the time flies and the trip to Spain is over and we went to New York and now we are back in London.......like always it seems like time stands still and your there for ever but when your back it seems like you never left. Spain was amazing...i got skate every day for 5 days at different parks every day with Styley, Rich and Andy.......Styley put the whole thing together, researched the parks, booled the tickets and got us all fired up with his boundless enthusiasm and there we were on the cheap flight out of Stanstead and heading for Santander......the worst landing i have ever experienced and everyone agreed, the whole plane screamed as the wind took the aircraft almost sideways and we dropped like a stone towards the tarmac.....my stomach hit the roof for a second and then we hit the runway and decelerated and the cabin was in uproar and applauding the pilot and his luck in getting us down to earth....it was too like the Mallrats parable of last moments and final actions and subsequent shame....no one spoke of it as we de-boarded but we all knew.
Picking up the rental car we headed for Bilbao and the skate trip we had come to Spain for...........