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Travel Blogs from Irun
... br> To get to the beach we had a delightful walk along side the river and a lagoon with egrets and turnstones picking over the falling tides left overs. The walk was planted with a blaze of late summer flowers and it was heavenly to stroll along in the morning sun.
Arriving at the beach, an extensive area of sand with atlantic rollers spewing onto the beach we decided to explore the rocks at one end. Walking along we see a magnificent building which we discover used to be ...
... 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 ...
... wood . I couldn't see anyone behind me and every now and then spotted a silhouette in front. After nearly stumbling I got out my torch. It wasn't fully light until 7.30am. There was a sign at the end saying this had been a witchcraft coven area where witches had been burned at the stake in the 15 th century.
Came into a cute village called Burguete and called into a cafe for a cheese ...