After the long 50 mile drive up the mountain, we had a very nice lunch in this quaint French restaurant in San Sebastian. Our hotel was just across the street. It was an interesting night as we had no heat but lots of heavy wool woven blankets to put on the bed. The room did not lock as the striker was missing from the doorframe! Nor did it have hot water. The toliet area was so cramped I barely had room to sit so I had to spread my knees wide as the wall was so close to the front of the toliet. Vivian took my picture sitting on the throne but I will spare the readers of that situation. As we always say down here, "Hey, it's Mexico"