Hotel le Central
Travel Blogs from Peyrehorade
... as yet unwalked streets. As I neared the gare and was clearly looking for where to enter an elderly gentleman took it upon himself to direct me to what I thought he meant was the last door. I gave my mercis and walked on. Once in the door I was clearly confused so dropped the pack to get out ticket and find some help. My little French hero appeared back at the door "no no no Madame" as he motions me back outside and motions that he was ...
last couple of weeks have been very relaxed as we have become more
set in our temporary home. The building of the terrace really takes
shape which is exciting and and more and more of spring shows! I am
becoming more and more like my Mum as I get excited about all the
flowers blooming! Little Lamb Eloise is doing really well and very
adorable, running over to you (rather than away like the others)
... the harbour (I've posted a before and after shot for Mr Stuart and Mr Molloy to enjoy).
Went back to the bed from hell (a sofa bed that seems to fold both ways) to prepare for the elephant for the trip over the Pyrenees to Spain in the morning.
Just 15 km walk and 600 meters or so climb - we decided enough for day one ;) So stopping the night at the Valcarlos 'auberge' - Spanish for pilgrim's hostel - only hotel in this town not open till mid-March. Spending the afternoon reading in the little local cafe - ...
... budget on yum frites (Kelly Thompson you would love these frites, they are by far and away the best i have ever tasted, covered in what looks like the franch equivalent of cornish sea salt! drooling yet?!).
We are planning another free night somewhere (day three without a shower, hummmmm!) as we have spent our budget on this meal he he but it was sooooo worth it!
chat soon friends and family......
lots of love x