Memories of Weekend trip to...
Memories of Weekend trip to GETARIA with my friends
Our trip to Donostia, Guetaria and other Euskal villages begins with a 'flash' talking with my Friend jose Maria (Xato) before weekend that we make this trip while we were watching a FC Barcelona match in a cofee shop in Rubi (his town)
A few doors down from Bar Martinez...
The deco is nothing fancy but the food is always good. I cannot get a glass of sangria in Bar Martinez, but in here, I can get it by the pitcher. The portion they serve tends to be heartier. I have tried their fish soup (similar to the French version, saffron and garlic... muddy color, excellent), duck breasts (medium rare), grilled prawns and anglerfish. Very good restaurant!
Update (May 2006) -- Since Bar Martinez is closed (temporarily I hope), I 'had to' stop by here for a quick bite instead. The owner was "shocked" when I asked for ketchup with my croquettas. Later when I ordered the mushroom a la plancha he jokingly asked me whether I want Tabasco! Very good wine too for just 2 euro a glass. Tapas not as "eye-catching" as Bar Martinez but just as tasty.
This is a new childrens playpark, nicely laid out with activities for children of different ages. OK, not exactly up everyone's street, but if you have kids, you will know how important places like this are.
Calle de Zubieta
The Calle de Zubieta is the pretty walkway along the upper rim of the beach and the bay. It is done entirely in the sort of Belle Époque neo-Renaissance style for which San Sebastian is so famous, and promenading up and down the Calle is one of the favourite passtimes of both tourists and locals alike. It's true that after a while you begin to regard it as nothing more than a continuous stretch of walkway that makes your life easier (since you don't have to navigate the way the rest of the city curls around the bay), but it's hard not to be taken in by the beauty of the bay every time you pass by.
basque-ing in the spanish sunshine
"Donostia / San Sebastian"
travelling over the pyrenees into the Spanish portion of the Basque Country is interesting. While in France things are well kept, it looks green, cared for... you reach the peak of the mountains and then...downhill. Crossing the Spanish border is like entering Mordor. Suddenly the road surface changes, the sign posts all look knackered, the design of the houses changes radically - and many look like huts - the first town you reach is an industrial mess with a slag heap next to it. It's not all bad though - San Sebastian, or Donostia as the Basque call it, is quite different to the Spain I am used to (many would say it is not Spain), and massively different to France. A broad river sweeps through the coastal town. I enjoyed a nice afternoon here, although I was being filmed constantly. The driver on the way back had to be relieved because his antidepressants were reacting badly to the two bottles of wine he had drunk....we got back to Pau in the end!