- IMG_2496
Sun is setting in earnest. - IMG_2494
and again - IMG_2492
trees, mountains, sky - IMG_2488
sort of a representative mountain shot' - IMG_2486
- IMG_2484
We roll into the green, green mountains, dotted with long-haired sheep, which we never did get a great picture of. - IMG_2482
more Zumaia from the window - IMG_2481
The sun begins to set, and we realize we best make good time to our hotel in the mountains before we lose the light. - IMG_2479
It was really quite lovely. - IMG_2475
another - IMG_2474
another - IMG_2473
shot out the window as we blow by Zumaia, another coastal town - IMG_2471
Boardwalks look a little different in cities with a thousand years of history. - IMG_2469
beach - IMG_2467
surfer - IMG_2466
Bryan heads back after taking in some talented surfing performance. - IMG_2464
Sun begins to set. - IMG_2463
We located a parking garage, navigated the amazingly tight quarters, and refreshed ourselves with some sparkling water in the surfing town of Zarautz. - IMG_2462
We were amused that the stop signs said STOP. - IMG_2461
We started our driving adventure with quick visits to towns on the coast, east of San Seb. - IMG_2458
The tollways in Spain were uniformly excellent and sparsely populated. - IMG_2456
the San Sebastian train station - IMG_2455
Leslie in the rearview as we begin our roadtrip - IMG_2453
Bryan and the car - IMG_2452
our adorable rental car, a Mercedes A series - IMG_2451
the stairway in the building where our pension was located - IMG_2449
farmers market - IMG_2448
one bridge, from another bridge - IMG_2447
Mount Urgull, topped with a statue of Jesus either flashing the peace sign or ordering two beers (one for you, because he's that kind of guy). - IMG_2446
This is how you spell San Francisco Street in Euskara (the language of Basque Country, which we were in).