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Guest Post - Summer Lovin' in San Sebastian (Part 1)

The following post has been kindly contributed by our recent guest cum travel buddy Cindy.  Enjoy!


San Sebastian or Donostia (or Sanse as the locals call it) is a coastal city located at the northern border of Spain.  As part of my 2-week holiday in Europe, Bel and I were planning for a short getaway and San Sebastian appeared in our radar as someone she knew just returned from Sanse and was raving about the gastronomic experience. I have not heard of Sanse before this but knowing it’s in Spain and with the promise of good food which is critical, if not top priority to me, we immediately agreed on the destination. I have a special love for Spain after visiting Barcelona back in 2008.

Not knowing anything about Sanse, I did a quick search on trusty Google and instantly, the introduction and pictures made the place look so promising. Here’s what I found just after 5mins:

1. Captivating beach views – No other words needed.




2.     City of stars – One of the cities in the world to hold the highest number of Michelin stars per square meter. Basically, you can eat well everywhere: from a 3-stars restaurant to Basque pintxos bars, you can find a piece of culinary art in every restaurant or bar in the city.

3.     Great weather – Climate is mild all year round, meaning summer isn’t too hot and winter isn’t too cold. Now on hindsight, I think I chose to ignore the fact that the weather in Sanse can actually get quite gloomy. I mean, look at the pictures! How is this even possible? As I’m typing this, I did a check again and one tourism site actually describes it as “weather isn’t as sought after as other Spanish coastal destinations; the days are often dull and dreary and rainy periods are just as likely as sunny interludes.”


Feeling excited, we decided to go ahead with our choice. Coincidentally, Kian had some leave to clear so he came along as well. I remember a couple of days before we set off, I was checking the weather and the forecast showed that it going to rain the whole time we were there, except for the day we were flying back. At that point, Bel reconfirmed that I was in denial earlier on by saying she has heard weather there is quite known to be crappy. Although it didn’t sound great, we hung on to the promise of an awesome culinary experience. Afterall, we were not very beach people.

Day 1

The journey to Sanse was rather eventful I would say. The taxi we took to the airport indicated a close to empty petrol tank and the driver had to ask for some advanced payment so he was able to pump some petrol. At this point, we felt a little uneasy as the petrol didn’t seem enough to get us to the airport. He was also trying to get us to book his cab privately by bypassing his company when we returned, which made him appear quite (code name for ‘dodgy’ as told by Kian and Bel lol!). Thankfully, we arrived safely and on time, although the plane did not. We were having our breakfast at Starbucks (still thinking of the delicious marmite cheese sandwich btw), only to find out that there was going to be a 2.5 hour flight delay. It was quite a bummer for the start of a summer holiday and this is in fact, my very first flight delay. We finally got to Bilbao after a good 5 to 6 hours of waiting and traveling, and still had to take another 1.5 hour coach ride to Sanse, followed by a short cab ride to where we were staying. I think we went from being excited to “Are we there yet?”. It didn’t help that the sky was overcast, just like what we expected.

We arrived at Old Town which was the most lively part of Sanse, right in the heart of where all the tapas bars and night life were. Bel booked a really lovely guest house – Pension Ur-Alde – I highly recommend it to anyone going to Sanse. Great location where all the action was, nice and clean rooms and a really helpful and dependable host. Each room was named after a country/city and they were decorated to match the theme. We stayed in the Atlanta and Glasgow rooms.


Atlanta Room


Glasgow Room

While we were resting for a bit before heading out for dinner, the noise level got higher as we were staying just above all the tapas bars. It was close to 8pm and we could really feel the atmosphere building up. We were in the room exclaiming “start liao, start liao” as we prepared to head out for our highly anticipated first meal. Bel’s colleague had very kindly given her a full page of tips on where to eat, and we had a list from the guesthouse too. We compared the lists and found some common bars, and went straight for those.


We were spoilt for choice and almost every bar was bustling with tourists and its own supporters. Everyone was just crowding around the bar counter filled with an array of delicious looking pintxos, and the mood was just great. A pintxo is a typical Spanish snack which consists of a piece of bread, usually baguette, as the base, topped with basically any ingredient you like, and fastened together with a skewer or toothpick. They were delicious and it was so tough to be selective – they all looked so inviting and we just wanted to try everything, except for those with green peppers. Only Bel loves them lol. (Bel: they are super nice, trust me!)

A typical crowd in a tapas bar


Our first meal


Bar number 2 - couldn't wait to dig in!


Just a fraction of the amazing selection

Bar hopping is also a must in Sanse so we tried to order sparingly at each bar to leave some stomach space for the next. We went to a total of 3 bars on our first night, which I’m sure was little considering how the people there could party all night. Regardless, we had a great time stuffing ourselves with the pintxos and immediately, we knew there would be endless eating in the next 2 nights. After a full dinner, we walked around Old Town and took some pictures while digesting the food before calling it a night.



Stomachs filled and happy


Unglam selfie but who cares!


Day 2



We had breakfast at a café just along the street we were on which honestly didn’t look very appealing from the outside. We walked past the night before and even scoffed at it for being haha, having to end up there because there were not many breakfast choices, plus it was also drizzling. To our surprise, it was good, and cheap too. By the time we finished eating, the rain had stopped and the sun was out. From this point on, the weather was just amazing despite the gloomy forecast. We walked around the city and to La Concha Beach, where the view was just breath-taking. The sky was blue, the water was clear and the sunshine was glorious, it was a perfect day for the beach. After taking some pictures, we hurriedly went back to pack so we could laze at the beach for the rest of the day. Besides eating, nuaing at the beach was one of the key highlights of the trip.


Playa de la Concha - awesome does not even begin to describe it

Thank God for glorious sunshine!


Sights of this beautiful city

Dinner that night, we took a taxi to a cider house called Sidreria Petritegi Sagardotegia for a local dining experience. Dinner at a cider house meant a meal at a rather obscure place (since the cider houses were all nestled in the hills around Sanse), having a fixed menu of classic local dishes and as the name suggests, accompanied by house-brewed cider as the default drink. This was highly recommended by Bel’s Spanish colleague and the guesthouse owner, so we thought “confirm must be good!”.



A mural outside the cider house


The rustic looking restaurant had a huge seating area. We sat down to place our orders, were given our cider glasses and directed to the brewery to fill them up. It was such a surprise as we walked into the brewery. It was a huge cold room with barrels after barrels of cider lined up on both sides, and each barrel could contain up to 16,000 litres of cider. We were then led to another room to fill up our glasses – this was what I saw the moment I stepped in.


Bel trying to catch the cider in her glass


Rustic interior

There was a little tap on each barrel where the guy unscrewed and out came the cider! We had to standby our glasses and get ready to squat at an angle successively so we do not to make a mess. No wonder the floor was wet when we went in, not with anything else but with cider that has been spilled. There were countless barrels of cider and even though it was free flow, we did not drink much as it was too sour for our liking.



All you can drink cider - come help yourself

We started the dinner and the portion for each dish was huge. Everything was quite good, and the highlight of the meal was a gigantic steak that was cooked to perfection. We took our time and savoured the food over a long and enjoyable chat. By the time we reached back to Old Town, it was almost midnight but the night was still young for those in the bars.


The tender and juicy steak

Join us for part 2 soon!



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