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This is how you spell San Francisco Street in Euskara (the language of Basque Country, which we were in). - IMG_2445
Some boys were using the side of a cathedral for soccer practice. - IMG_2444
Bryan heads through a square to photograph a nice-looking playground for Jeff and Sophie. - IMG_2441
The waves looked great and were heavily-trafficked by surfers. - IMG_2439
Leslie, beach - IMG_2438
arm-out shot - IMG_2437
Bryan, the beach - IMG_2436
While our laundry tumbled, we strolled to one of the famed San Sebastian beaches. - IMG_2434
Without too much hassle, we found a laundromat and refreshed our clothing supply. - IMG_0156
view of the street from our little balcony vent - IMG_2433
around midnight - IMG_0154
dessert number 2 - IMG_0153
Dessert number one was something like french toast with ice cream. - IMG_0152
roasted lamb - IMG_0151
Leslie and a thumb - IMG_0150
Bryan and a stuffed tomato - IMG_0149
We ordered the tasting menu. - IMG_0148
Wine and sparkling water, beverages of choice. - IMG_0147
We retreat to a well-reviewed restaurant underground for an excellent dinner. - IMG_2432
Streets begin to fill around 8pm and get progressively more crowded until 2. - IMG_0057
Navigating San Sebastian in the evenings requires some liquid courage. - IMG_0056
Leslie at a pinxtos bar - IMG_0055
a very popular playground at night - IMG_0146
Bryan and his favorite street-sweeper - IMG_2431
We enjoy a 3/4 bottle of wine for 6 euros on the edge of a plaza that reminds us of Sonoma, CA. - IMG_2428
Bryan peruses the menu in his nice-looking new jacket. - IMG_0052
Leslie, a narrow street, a glimpsed church - IMG_2425
Bryan on the bridge - IMG_2424
We roll our bags across the river into the old city of San Sebastian. - IMG_0142
some Pyrenees action