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Hee hee we cheated on the way back from the secluded beach-a speed boat was arranged to pick some of us up and take us back. Wow! It took minutes to speed back to San Sebastian.
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Vallehermoso had this cute little church. I ran to the top of the bell tower like a kid and posed for a photo in my santa hat (which didn't quite come out). I thought the place looked a bit like Austria, then I found out it had a large German population. At the end of one very long walk, we had a meal at a farmhouse. I thought, great a toilet! I was directed to a stable; where I found myself sharing with, you guessed it-a donkey. Neyyyyy
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There are no toilets in the mountains! Everytime I or anyone else went in the bushes (despite us being many miles from anywhere) A head would pop up and we'd spot a group of German tourists nearby. I'm sure we spotted a coke dispensing machine somewhere along the mountain tracks. After another beautiful day long hike in the mountains, we arrived at the seaside resort of Valle Gran Rey, which turns out to be erm...German.
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I'm going to get murdered for printing this! This is the lovely Onja. We all shared a flat along the way and I had a habit of taking cruel photos of people.
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