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Travel Blogs from St-Jean-de-Luz
... 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.
... shopping and little bars. When we were settled in it felt good to cook our own food and stay in one place for a while and have a break from 'travelling.' Luckily we were right near the ocean and in the middle of Biarritz and every day we went for a walk along the rocky cliffs and around town to see what else we could discover. There was sadly no surf for Tom so we had to find other ways to keep entertained. In France baguettes and crepes are eaten very regularly. Our favourite crepes ...
... who was supposed to be on the last three coaches! Oops! He was going in the wrong direction without his luggage and anyone else who may have been with him! It made for quite an animated argument with the conductor and the train continued for another 60 Kms before stopping again.
We finally arrived in San Sebastian at about 9:30. The taxi dropped us off on the boulevard near our Pension Alameda. It is located in the older established center ...
... the car there. Walking through the churchyard was a three inch long scarab beetle going home too, and at last a village game of hand ball, very serious, and lanes lined with hanging baskets dripping with flowers. They know how to do things here, it is all beautiful. Bit of a panic now because we have decided not to pay Henri the 104 euros for cleaning($208) and do it ourselves. He said that doesn't usually satisfy him so the pressure is on! I wish we could download ...