Edouard Vii Biarritz

... Pinxos restaurant she, Ev, and Jullie had loved 3 weeks earlier. It was truly amazing and we enjoyed talking with a lovely british couple who now run a B&B in Provence. Judy and the kids had a wet but fun time, as the weather had finally turned south.

                       

I don't really need to tell you what we did do I? Take one part playground, one part beach, and one part sunset and you have a Kramer day in Biarritz.

           

Judy spent the day with Pierre, a former wrestler and French Olympic wresting coach (he went with the team to Atlanta) who she had met on the train ride a few days ...

We spent the morning touring our recently discovered Bayonne with the kids and Judy continued exploring during the afternoon ...

San Sebastian is a wicked old town, literally full of tapas restaurants, bars and little shops. Our hostel was right in the middle of it all, it was ridiculously loud at night, but nothing wine and ear plugs can't handle. They have all these tapas laid out on the bars and you pick the ones that look good.... sometimes ...

Monday was a shopping and surfing day. The waves were small, but Tom made like a local and went in anyway. The Basque are crazy about the water. They would surf the wake of another surfer if they had to! More perfect weather had us at the beach and playing in our kiddie pool. Tres bon!!

... plan had been to visit Bayonne and then take a train ride to Biarritz, which is a fun beach town not far from Bayonne, but finding the bikes changed our plans. The lady who helped us with the bikes told us that it would take about 45 minutes to get to Biarritz by bike and that street signs would lead us in the right direction. With beautiful weather on our side, we decided to go for it. The ride ...

Fell fould of Ryanairs online check-in anti non-eu policy. Realised at last minute and had to pay £90 for a new ticket for Chie, bit of a shame as my ticket was only a tenner. However £10 became a lot more when we added our whole outward leg together. Bus to Brighton Station at 6am. Train to Victoria. Underground to Tottenham Hale. Train to Stansted Airport. By now it was about 11 am, and I'd spent about three times the cost of my plane ticket. Plane to Biarritz - Nice ...

... Afterwards, he showed us more of the property including the forest and the lake, where he said his wife takes him waterskiing on a nightly basis. Finally, we arrived at a tower which he called the Pigeonhouse or Pigeonnier. He converted the small tower into a tasting room where he invites media, press and wine buyers to taste his wines. We got to sit down and taste the Reignac wines in the tower. We had a total of four: Reignac blanc - a blend of Bordeaux white ...

... was, even through the thick Euskadi accent. I got a room (she has two guest rooms set up for travelers) and have been living it up since. For the city, I´m spending some cash to get the right experience, especially visiting the tapas bars, which is what you have to do. Old town is a bunch of tiny streets packed with people, shops, and bars. The bars serve drinks of course, but tapas also, which are tiny sandwiches with everything on them from ham ...