With not far to go however we turned off the main road on to what can only be described as a single lane donkey track, this was hard going as it was up and over a steep hill and it was bumpy as hell destroying our wrists. At the bottom we rejoined the main road and carried on for a minute only to find the satnav had doubled us back and we'd done a massive loop.
We decided to stop for something to eat and found a place with an Irish speaking Greek Spanish lady. Tim had the worlds thinnest steak and Steve and Cheesy had something described as potato soup that wasn't soup.
Back on the road we pushed on and quickly made it to San Sebastián. The satnav again had us at it and we rode our bikes through a packed pedestrian only square where people were enjoying their lunch, down the wrong way of one way streets and through some no turn signs.
We were baking in our leathers at this point and had to wait in the sun with our bikes while Steve checked us in to our apartment.
We only have two rooms in the apartment and there are at least 3 others rented out all sharing the same bathroom, it's bad times for those other people I think.
We left in search of a large festival that celebrates the summer equinox, we were told that it involves lighting fires and jumping over them which sounds pretty good. What it really was was some pied piper playing the pan pipes while some people danced around in a circle.
The square then cleared and some bloke proped a ladder against the tree in the middle and everyone charged it trying to get a piece of the bark that this guy was cutting off. We didn't want to be left out so Mark and Tim rushed in, rabbit punching children out of the way and dragging women off by their hair. After several fatalities, they finally got a piece of bark each and returned to Steve and Cheesy.
No one had any idea what we were meant to do with this magic bark though so we threw it away.
Following that we got some drinks and ate some tapas as the rain came down outside, Steve was in heaven. We then took refuse in a cafe and got Mark some chicken wings. We found a bar with a picture of a strange bearded man outside and realised that the barman looked the same:
The Brazil vs Cameroon game was on so we went to watch that, the sports bar didn't have any TVs so we went next door to a busy bar and watched the onslaught. We were served beers in glasses so large that they doubled up as kegs.
After some more beers and some spirits so large the barmaid couldn't fit any mixers in the glass, we decided that we weren't happy about not seeing the fire jumping so we stole some napkins and made our own fire to jump over and had our own festival.
Back at the dormitory for some reason we decided to play football in the corridor with an apple, Cheesy tackled Mark knocking him into a doorway which burst open to a couples bedroom who weren't too pleased. Best we go to bed.
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