- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Business Services
- Pets allowed
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... here was the parking, which was €1.00 for 4 hours. Dune du Pyla is the tallest sand dune in Europe, and overlooks both hinterland and the sea. We just sat at the top of the dune for a while and took it all in. Again, another place to bring the parents, maybe with a picnic and some nice Bordeaux wine! New Years night consisted of a quiet night in, as Jayden had to travel for an away game a couple of days later. Unfortunately, the UBB went down to Racing Metro ...
Being our first Christmas away from home, it was a bit strange. On Christmas Eve, we were invited around to one of the players houses for a feast and a few drinks. Not getting home until 5am on Christmas morning, most of the morning was spent trying to catch up on sleep. Once we finally got up, on Christmas Eve we were invited by a man who owns an English Pub called the Dog and Duck, to go along and join them in a Christmas ...
... hair and was quite tall and older, so I assume he was some sort of famous guy. Couldn't catch the name. The canals were lit up and looking lovely when we were walking back. And we stopped at our now favorite bakery to and from the bar where I got a delicious tosti and Aiden got a something. It had meat and carbs and that's all I can recollect. Day 2 we woke up and headed on over to what used to be the weighing station which was a bit unimpressive and ...
Our next stop was Bordeaux, where we stayed in a very ghetto hotel, with a nautical themed bedroom. It was a sharp contrast from the luxury in Spain, but we couldn't complain! Our first impressions of Bordeaux were that it was a giant dump, but it turns out that we were just staying in the really bad part of town. After we emerged from this area, we found an amazing city! There are huge squares with ...
... learned they had brought extra to share with us (nicest guys ever) and of course we returned the offer with our pasta to which they polity declined. After lunch, Emmanuel, played us a little flamenco on his guitar. I thought to myself what price can you put on this experience? It was so out of the ordinary. There we were, sitting on the ground, eating a picnic in a wheat field with two middle age French men playing flamenco.
Back on the road again ...