San Sebastian at my feet

Well, not really. The town is indeed San Sebastian, and the feet are actually mine, but it is at nobody’s feet. Political conflict exists, as in the rest of the Basque country, but the atmosphere is pretty relaxed, especially these days of ceasefire. And it is great, because San Sebastian is definitely worth a visit (or two). Very nice buildings, delicious food and not really expensive (Pintxos!) and very cool people. What else can I say? The sea, of course, and a great location by the bay. We missed the famous Jazz Festival (one week too early), although that’s a good excuse to go back next year.

Inma, Sixto, Nerea and Unai, great friends, good to see you again, together with Almu, who made it from Madrid. What a great weekend. Unfortunately I missed once again Rafa, and Antonio couldn’t come from England. Amaya was still in the Caribbean and I think I won’t see her before she goes to Nepal. Maybe if I make it to Madrid in August …