Rufus Wainwright in Donosti
As it is highly possible that you think I do nothing but eat and romp around the Basque countryside, I am presenting here some really beautiful evidence that that's untrue.
I also drag my 5-year-old to concerts. Which is not nearly the ordeal it would be back in the United States. We sauntered two blocks north an hour before the Rufus Wainwright show in the Kursaal in San Sebastián, bought our tickets without waiting in line (shocking, for me, and a friend attributed it to national epidimic of laziness), and had a couple pintxos at the bar next door until showtime. In the words of Chip, it's so much EASIER to go to shows here.
Enjoy this amazing song. And if I left you wanting details, my co-attendee's blog has plenty.