Resting our horses a short time, we crossed the mountains, and reached the mission of san juan bautista about noon.
san juan bautista was a small, dull city of broad streets and one-story brick houses, lying in a wide plain.
Why the little town of san juan bautista continues to exist is a marvel.
This is already the plain of san juan bautista, and is suitable for at least a rancho because it has water, wood, and good land.
The entrance at san juan bautista seems more like that of a prison than a church.
At san juan bautista the old reredos remains, though the altar is new.
The mission of san juan bautista has been one of the most extensive of these establishments.