
A few minutes walk from the bus was a small little boat that would take us from the purple side to the pink side, which is just too picturesque it should be in every book of cute port towns. The boat only takes about 1 minute to get from one side to the other, but while you're on the water, the town looks even prettier than from the banks where you board. We pulled up and jumped out - for an 83-year old woman, Grammy did amazingly well deboarding that I think she surprised many people around her.
Basically built between the edge of the mountain and the sea, San Juan is a small and narrow little place - with only one road in the whole town. We perused in one direction to start - admiring the window boxes with flowers hanging out, cute and creepy doorknobs and little alleys that led right to the water. Once we reached the edge of town, we merely turned around and headed down the cobble stone street back to the center and this time headed out towards the water. Starting on this path, we could have feasibly walked all the way to Hondarribia where we had been on Friday but its about 15 miles, so that wasn't really on our to-do list haha.

We got off quite near an ice cream shop and couldn't pass up the opportunity to walk along the coast with a cone in hand. Everyone of us got a delicious treat - mixing two choices like always here. Three woman - each from a different generation - enjoying an ice cream in the sun made for a great sight :)
We worked our way around the Old Part's mountain, Urgull, and had great views of the Bay of Biscay with the waves crashing against the massive cubed-shaped rocks. After walking about 30 minutes we arrived at a special point on the 'Paseo Nuevo' as the street is called - the point where the painting I had been working on for so long is taken. While working on it, I decided that I wanted to give it to Grammy as a momento of her trip here and was looking forward to her seeing the scene in real life!
Our walk continued in the sun and we meandered through the port passing by all the restaurants with seafood smells wofting from them. We passed by the Old Part again as we made our way to the Concha beach where we grabbed a couple bites of our sandwiches. The ice cream had taken up quite a bit of space in our bellies so we weren't stopped for long!


Besides the sculpture, the whole plaza area is also lovely to see. With little areas that are like blow holes, when the waves rush underneath the rock, air rushes out and those who are standing on top of one get a blast of sea air! Although I have lived here for 4 years and have seen hundreds of people do it, I had never actually stood atop a blow hole. When Cathy did it, it looked fun and I decided to drag Grammy to one and when the air rushed up we both screamed and laughed at the same time. It was hilarious and very memorable! And I just adore the pic that Cathy snapped of us.

With the pedometer saying almost 10 miles of walking, we decided that that was sufficient for a sunny day's walk and headed to a nearby bar to refresh ourselves with what else but with Txakoli (Basque wine) while Joseba drove to come pick us up.
Having not had so many sunny days during their trip, I was so happy we were lucky enough to have one of the last days be so great! They were able to see San Sebastian and its true beauty :)
Muxu!
Amanda
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