Friday, February 11, 2011

The Most Fabulous of Weekends: Weekend 4

Saturday: Today was an absolutely spectacular day. I got up around 8:45a, took a shower, and then we got ourselves ready and ate a small breakfast (coffee and some packaged treats like croissants and mini muffins) courtesy of Kati. After that we headed out for the day. We went on a little walk to start and it was just beautiful. After the constant chill and grayness of Pau, the glorious sunshine and warmth of San Sebastián was like a much needed summer vacation. We saw a couple of churches that just kinda popped up unexpectedly on busy commercial streets. We found one church whose facade took my breath away.










As we were standing admiring this church, we noticed that just off to the left the street ended and there was a view of the ocean. We looked at each other, took a breath, and walked out to the railing. What- a- view!







The grand, glorious, massive statue of Jesus Christ that can be seen from almost any part of the city at any time of day. I tried to get a picture of it at night but they wouldn't come out. He is absolutely magnificent though; at night, spotlights shine from underneath onto Him and one level down on the base of the hill. The dark space in between the two makes Him look like He is floating gloriously in mid-air, watching over the entire city.

We knew instantly that we had come to the right place at the right time and that this was going to be a spectacular day. We were starting to get a little hungry at this point but it wasn't really breakfast or lunch time yet. However, we found a little café where we could order coffee and pastry-type treats. I got a cup of café con leche and selected a truly marvelous little glazed covered, chocolate drizzled doughnut treat. It had a stripe of solid chocolate all the way through the inside. Oooooo hooooooo is all I can say. :)




Once we felt tingly all over, we decided it was time to go out and enjoy more of the majesty and sunshine of the bay. 



We decided that this is why Spanish people are so good at soccer: they get to play it on the beach.





We slowly but surely made our way all the way around the bay. If you simply walk from one end to the other without stopping it is only 25 minutes, but we took our time and stopped to take lots of pictures. It was one of the most peaceful, beautiful, and soothing walks in my life. The sun was like a warm friendly hug the whole way, the view took my breath away, and I was in the company of friends (not to mention that I had my family and loved ones on my mind the entire way. Trust me, you were all walking with me the whole way around in spirit.) We made it to the other side as the tide was rushing in, so the waves and spray were incredible. We saw these modern art statues at the very end that have adopted the nickname "Wind Combs." I don't think this is actually what they are called because every french person I've talked to hasn't understood a world I'm saying when I translate that phrase into french. 





Wind Combs



At this point we were feeling extremely light-hearted and thought we'd kick our incredible day into overdrive by having lunch. I won't say that we were hungry and it was time for lunch; that doesn't do the good feelings I had in my heart any justice. :)

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