Arriving in Euskadi is synonymous with moving to a region full of history and its own culture, the last passage of the Pyrenees to the Atlantic Ocean, and the ever-intense green of meadows and forests that surround the small villages that remain intact over time.
Sharp edges of rocam make up the Basque mountains, sculpted over the years by the karst phenomena and which give rise to numerous caves, precipices and ravines. Shelter and refuge in very distant times, there are still several dolmens hiding among the damp vegetation, and the Basque language, the language of those ancient settlers, continues in the day to day life of its inhabitants.
Territories where sea and mountain share the path, where the harmony of large cities coexist in an intact natural environment. Land of traditions and own culture, walking through any of its streets or trails is an authentic experience.