We met under Xabi’s house, in the Plaza del Castillo, for dinner, and he told me what he knew about Ernest’s whereabouts. As he had to leave quickly he didn’t tell me the exact location, but talking about the good atmosphere of the fiesta, he admitted that what he didn’t like about his building was that he couldn’t look out of the window at San Fermin to see the people walking around the square or dancing the zortzikos to the sound of the txistus. And when she rented the room, it is written in the contract that her room has a balcony.
We have arranged to have dinner in one of the bars near his house, which one will it be?