Pension San Juan
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... our new passports and showed us our beds. This was one of many times I wondered how anyone could do this trip if they didn't speak spanish, we would surely be sleeping outside. We were all spread out, I took the floor next to an overweight hairy man in his panties rubbing oil all over himself, I was happy for a place to sleep, no time to be bothered by this.
It was now 9:30pm, only 30min to find food, shower, wash clothes, and get to bed ...
... the ground and the quality of a pintxo bar is judged by how dirty the ground is—quite simply, the dirtier the better. But when performed outside, this seemingly innocuous ritual turn into an environmental farce. Thursdays at midnight the streets in Gros are lousy with beer bottles, paper plates, and napkins. Everyone leaves their trash behind. Even here on the ocean, next to a river mouth, where it rains constantly, meaning every piece of trash will quickly filter out into the ...
... with recycling bins and reusable towels in the bathrooms, then stood in line for a tiny stand that served coffee and treats. The line stretched to the bathrooms, which must of been at least 12 people, all that were being served by one fast paced barista. I had a genuine sense of sympathy for the young girl throwing out cups of coffee at an alarming rate, so I made my order as simplistic as possible—an espresso shot and a pastry.
... the climb to the top as the perfect sunny afternoon quickly gave way to steady rain, blinding fog, and strong wind gusts. The downhill in many ways was more dangerous with my mediocre brakes and the lack of body heat generated while descending; that, and as the route passed through some industrial, highway-dominated areas, I would have been cycling hours in the wet ...
... literally, because I’m in Spain) for staying up so late and listening to her brother. Everytime Anthony did anything good he said “I bet they’re going crazy over there in Spain!!” The next morning we attended mass in the Chapel of Conversion, which is where Ignatius himself recovered from his battle wound and converted to Catholicism. There weren’t enough seats so we sat on the floor. What a cool and powerful experience to be attending mass in ...