A Chronicle of Amy and Sean's World Travels

Our San Sebastian to-do list.

One would think that when all you are doing is travelling, and you are not working, you would have endless hours to spend as you please.  But it turns out that eliminating work still does not leave you with that many hours in the day.  (Not complaining, just observing).  Simple tasks take a long time.  For example, all we wanted to do was mail some postcards back home.  We had already purchased the postcards and successfully bought international stamps back in Barcelona, so all that was left to do was send them on their way.  This simple task involved recalling that there didn’t seem to be any mailboxes around town, determining that we should go to an actual post office, trying to find a post office on the map, failing to find a post office on the map, attempting to look up where the post office was on the internet, realizing we had no idea where as post office was, inquiring about how to mail the postcards with the pension owner in rudimentary English and Spanish (okay, mostly he made efforts to use English and we gestured and said si to fill in the gaps), successfully finding the post office, standing around confused for at least five minutes, realizing there is no mail box to dump the cards in, determining we needed to get a number and wait in line, staring bewilderingly at the number machine because there are options and none of the options made sense, guessing which type of number we needed, waiting for our number to be called, and finally, successfully handing the postcards to the clerk with a “gracias.”

So far, tasks like these are still part of the adventure, part of the experience, and often shape our days.  One day, after unsuccessfully purchasing train tickets to Paris on the internet, we realized we actually had to go to the train station across the border in France to buy the tickets.  Me to Sean: Huh.  Guess we’re going to France this afternoon.

Another “adventure” was shopping for replacement sandals for Sean.  In a rush to find suitable sandals before we left, Sean bought sandals that turned out to be too big and caused blistering.  While most of the stores in San Sebastian were ones we never heard of, there just happened to be a Clarks store that just happened to have the same exact sandals.  Sean debated for a while, and decided while it did seem ridiculous to buy the exact same pair of sandals in a smaller size, and it was annoying to spend more money on something he already bought, it was necessary for his comfort for the next year.  And what are the odds that there would be a Clarks store with the exact same sandals?

Making the decision to buy the sandals and actually purchasing the sandals were two different matters, however.  First, the sizes were UK sizes, and neither Sean nor me nor the salesperson had any idea how to convert the sizes to US ones.  It didn’t help matters that she couldn’t understand, and we didn’t know the Spanish to explain, why in the world we wanted to buy the same exact sandals.  We first tried randomly asking for sizes, and then tried saying more grande, or more picante, but it was obvious we were getting nowhere.  We returned the next day after looking up conversion charts online (each one saying something different than the next, by the way).  We asked for nueve y mitad as well as nueve.  The salesperson – the same one from the day before – smiled and said si.  She handed Sean plastico to try them on (apparently a plastic bag is Spain’s version of American footies) and he found ones that fit.  Finally, success.

We also took advantage of the abundant shopping to look for wallets.  From essentially day one, we wanted to ditch our dorky, cumbersome travel wallets we had bought for the trip.  Mine clipped to my pants and Sean’s clipped to his belt.  Perhaps we are being too complacent after experiencing no problems in Barcelona, a city supposedly notorious for pickpocketers, but we decided to keep good habits instead.  Sean found a small simple wallet that he is loving already.  I’m still on the hunt for a wallet, but I did take the opportunity to buy a super cute cross-body purse.  Yes, I spent more that I should have, and yes, I could probably have found something fun and cheap in, say, Morocco, but it was hard to restrain the shopping urge in San Sebastian.  Even with Sean’s unexpected sandal purchase, and the addition of my new purse, our budget in San Sebastian fell below our planned $200/day budget for Europe.  (I knew roughing would come in handy somehow).  I fell in love with the super soft leather, the fun blue adds another pop of color into my blah travel wardrobe, and it is practical.  I thought I had wanted to forgo a purse, but realized we don’t want to tote around our smaller backpack (i.e., our “day bag”) all of the time.  We are quickly learning what “gear” works and what doesn’t.  It seems like everyone advocates buying certain things for a RTW trip, but we should have trusted our instincts with certain items that seemed unnecessary.  Now, if there was only room in my backpack for the rest of the outfit:

From San Sebastian

10 Responses to “Our San Sebastian to-do list.”

  1. danielle says:

    Testing.

    I <3 the outfit too Amy and could see you in it!

  2. Mom.Joan says:

    I did, too, Danielle! It’s SO Amy. I told her she should buy it & slip it into Matt’s suitcase so he can bring it home, but she didn’t think he’d want to cart her stuff around China. 🙂 We just did Skype ~ so much fun ~ loved talking & actually seeing them!

  3. Robyn24 says:

    Hi Sean and Amy! Glad you are enjoying your adventure. I check your blog everyday. Amy – LOVE the purse! Too cute! I say buy the outfit and ship it home! I wish you continued safe travels and will follow you in cyber world!
    Robyn

  4. Amy says:

    Hi Robyn! I know, I’m already regretting not buying the outfit!

  5. Franny says:

    Hi! Got here from Lillie’s blog. So excited for you both this is your first trip out of the country, what a great adventure!

    I just had to comment and chuckle at this post because I know you are learning spanish (i only know a little myself), but while ‘grande’ means big, ‘picante’ means spicy 🙂 So I’m sure the sales lady was very confused. Sounds like you managed though, just another adventure with language! Enjoy!!

  6. Amy says:

    Hi Franny! Yes, I think our language adventures will provide much amusement to the salespeople of the world and our blog readers over the next year!

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