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Travel Blogs from Hendaye
Ahh this is the South of France that we had hoped for! A clear blue sky with only the occasional white cloud scudding across . We set out , this time intent on a train journey, to Hendaye, a little town on the French /Spanish border for a day at the beach.
Arriving at the station we purchase our tickets in a hurry noting from the information board that, the train to Hendaye will be a platform two NOW! We dash on glad to have caught it and settle down. As the train moves on, ...
... pulled out the power cord, where a few days before
there had been teeming crowds, noisy interactions, busy food places and
hustlers on every corner now it was overcast, there were rows and rows of
plastic chairs all stacked up, the beach was empty, no buskers and even the few
hustlers seemed half hearted, school had gone back and the party had finished!
We continued to travel along the Spanish coast and spent
another night in the carpark of a marina.
... and sugar and nutella and banana. They LOVE nutella here its just everywhere we look. We also found a massive chocolate and nougart shop near us where Tom bought himself a big slab of white nougat and i resisted buying a slab of the delicious chocolate! The water was still quite chilly so I only stuck my feet in but Tom had a few very short swims. On our last afternoon we found a lovely bar by the beach and drank pina coladas as we watched the sun go down. We were a little tipsy ...
... minutes ago we were in warm sunshine yet as we climb up the path and turn to admire the view, the lake has disappeared into a cloud and we see nothing. Driving back down to the road from the lake we stop at a cave and cathedral. Apparently the Virgin Mary appeared in the cave before an important battle in 722 AD and is thus now an object of pilgrimage. The spring below the cave, the Fuente de Siete Canos ...
... still being questioned 20 minutes later when we moved on
My other big outing was for a haircut. The girl cutting my hair spoke absolutely zero English. Was done via a photo of me with shorter hair. All good and cost €27
We went for a short drive to the other side of the river to Hedaye and saw a procession of a trendy new(?) French cars...2CVs. Hahahaha. ...