Category Archives: Buber’s Basque Story

Buber’s Basque Story: Part 6

Kepa passed a red plastic cup to Koldo. “Kalimotxo, ezta?”  Koldo nodded as he took the cup. “Mil esker!” “That last song was… different,” said Kepa, taking a sip from his own cup. “Don’t get me wrong, I really liked it, but sorginak? Madarikazioak? Curses? Where did you come up with that stuff?” Koldo shrugged. […]

Buber’s Basque Story: Part 4

Kepa and Maite made their way through the growing crowd. “Want something to drink?” he asked Maite.  “Sure, a kalimotxo would be nice,” she responded. They weaved left and right around people, avoiding knocking into anyone else’s drink, toward one of the booths lining the edge of the plaza. After a short wait, a young […]