Friday, December 30, 2011

San Sebastián, Spain

the beach. the sun. prawn and crab salad. paella. icecream. bogans. boobs. losing track of days and dates...this is basically what I can tell you about Sam and I's stay in the glorias San Seb.

We arrived and new immediately we didn't want to leave. After finding our hostel losing our bags and doning our bathers we went to the beach ( this is where beach and the boobs come in) and this is pretty much were we remained. The sun was hot and lasted long into the night, the beach was busy and the water was delicious.

We were meant to stay for 2 nights but we stayed for four. On the second night, at hostel #1 we were in a room with three bunk beds, in the space were two should fit. Firstly we were introduced to two nice boys from Perth ( we never met a single person in San Seb that wasn't Australian) and we had a pleasant chat about ipads, as it turns out one of these boys wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, and left is ipad on his bed and his pillow. So later that evening after another stint at the beach, we came into the room and suddenly two of the biggest bogans, from victoria, greeted us in a way which was not exactly pleasant for anyone else to see, so we left them to right themselves and went to brush our teeth, or my return, the lady bogan had her mits on the perth's boys ipad - there was a pause - me " that's not yours" man bogan " yer, but she has one like it so just wanted to have a look"...ahh yes and she just happened to come across it under someones else's pillow and thought no two ipads are the same so i better have a peak! Sneeky Bogans. Later they would delight us with further ridiculousness.. ie. turning the light on for a long period of time at 3 in the morning, then when Sam turned it off, lady bogan suggested he would be more suited to a private room...this was approximately 3 minutes before the bogans would begin to have sex...which an non bogan like myself might think was more appropriate for a private room.

Other delightful episodes in San Seb included but are not limited too..

On the first night we arrived we choose a little table at a bar in a large courtyard of bars. We began with a drink or two, but quickly this escalated into too many drinks , and us not being able to afford to pay our bill. So Sam trotted off to find an ATM, whilst he was gone ( it would later came out that he got terribly lost) one by one the other patrons left, and the bar staff began to pack up the tables until, there was just me. on my one table, on my one chair ( Sam's had been packed up) with two wait staff, who only spoke Spanish staring at me. At this point i thought this would be one of the most awkward moments of my life, however it would be topped only a couple of days later. It even got to the point where i considered lighting one of Sam's cigarettes, even though i've never considered smoking in my life, luckily as i picked one up, I broke it in half...a clear sign i should just wait patiently. Eventually, after what seemed like eternity Sam returned and rescued me from further humiliation.

To finish this blog, as there isn't much more to say as we just lay on the beach all day and swam in the lovely ocean, i will tell you the very most awkwardest moment of my trip. To begin dinner time in Spain is about 8.30/9pm a perfect time for Sam and I who were eating little, due to the lack of doing anything, and who got up late. Except this one day we didn't eat all day so it got to about 7pm and we went to a restaurant we had been to the night before. At this point we hadn't really noticed how early it was, as hadn't been keeping time. So we entered, and said " table, restaurant" and pointed towards the stairs we had gone up the previous night. two employes then had a conversation and then one reluctantly took us up the stairs. At which point it became clear they hadn't even opened the dining space up yet. the lights were off, the tables were unset. So they switched the lights on, sat as at a table, and took our order. then the poor waiter just had to sit there the whole time waiting for us to eat and leave again, so he could continue watching the big soccer match on TV. i can't even explain how unenticing that meal was even though all the food was so yummy, as it was just so awkward.

I didn't even take a single picture in San Seb, even though it was beautiful. I suggest everyone goes.

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