One more day in S. Sebastian and it is a gloomy one. Very happy to see a few familiar faces tomorrow though. Meeting with my friends in Madrid, will be glad to comunicate in actual Spanish with Spaniards. In San Sebastian they don´t really speak Spanish. It´s Basque, which I found out is one of 2 areas in the world that they really can´t track where they came from. Finland is the other, so the language is a mix of a few other languages. In Barcelona I could get by, but here it wasnçt difficult to say, but you could tell people just wondered what kind of idiot I was. Lucky for them I am used to that anywhere I go! Laundry is done, leaving tomorrow at 8 and getting to Madrid at 2'ish, had a good night last night, it was georgous. If there were a place for me to move, would have to say San Sebastian; I would move here in a heart beat.
The city just drags you in. There are the occasional problems, but honestly everyone I have come in contact with has been really nice. The city is a mix of rustic buildings and even older churches. A river divides San Sebastian in half with old and new sections in the city. The Atlantic to the north, mountains to the south, east and well, the west. On a day like today you can see mist around the tops of the mountains, but the water is still crystal clear. The ¨downtown¨, if you can call it that¨ is made of little clothing stores, pastry shops, bars bars and bars. It really reminds me of downtown Hawatha, Kansas. The old just sitting on a bench, enjoying paradise. While the youth sit outside of bars drinking beer or wine.
When I first got here, it was 7:30 in the morning and nothing was open. I was walking around the beach, with my backpack on and a little old man came up to me. Asked my why I didn´t just use my wheels, laughed, tapped me on my shoulder and said good´bye. Like I said, I would move here in a heart beat.
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