Shivering in San Sebastian

We spend the afternoon wandering through the old part of San Sebastian and admiring the tiny cobbled streets and old churches. We duck into one of the many pintxo (tapas) places and are glad to be warm and cosy, despite the air full of smoke. We stroll from tavern to tavern and sip on tinto, and indulge in tortillas de patata, olives, and fresh bread.

To get away from all the smoke, we head out to the beach and stand with the icy wind freezing our core, watching the waves crashing up onto the beach and can hardly believe our eyes when two middle aged women in bikinis emerge from the water. We look at each other and decide to go for another glass of tinto and pintxo, to try and make sense of the strange vision...