Hotel Cafe de Paris
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
Photos of Hotel Cafe de Paris
TripAdvisor Reviews Hotel Cafe de Paris Biarritz
Travel Blogs from Biarritz
So today Cameron and I took a jog to Deusto. I was dying. He was 10x a better runner than me. We then met up and climbed then hill to see the statue of Jesus. My legs are dead. I have never in my entire life climbed up hills that steep. The dogs are different here than in America. Dogs here are mostly small dogs more seen as an accessory I would say. Always wearing coats paired next to stylish women. On our hike we saw a man kick the ball off this very steep ledge and about had a ...
... arena, not running through the streets). It made for some lively singing, dancing etc and continued through until Sunday night and even a few stragglers on Monday morning were trying to keep the party alive.
Biarritz is a stunning town heavily influenced by Spain but still having some amazing French Architecture and influences. Our apartment is right on the main beach in amongst the action which makes for a nice change after the seclusion of the last ...
... an amazing man. I will not tell his story, but if you want to be inspired, you should read his story, as well as the Story of Francis of Xavier and the other founding Jesuits. The evening concluded with traditional Basque food, and entertainment provided by some brave Xavier staff. Brian's interpretative dance was a highlight. Spain proved to be inspirational for me. To work at a school that is related to such a rich charism is a ...
Biarritz ( worth a google) was once the home of the rich and famous until the aristocracy lost their heads. Typical European beach insofar as deck chair rentals, skimpy bathing suits ( not that I was looking!) and much glamorous lazing in the sun with the heavy scent of coconut oil wafting on the sea breeze ... SPF 30+ must be a dirty word here ... Most of those on the beaches soaking up the clouds were the very pink Brits ...
... either of us had ever
seen – 2 Spanish policeman holding their badges in one hand and
barely glancing at the passports being handed to them, even a kiwi
our breif visit to Irun we headed onto another train this time
heading for San Sebastian! Both on the train and all around San
Sebastian were lots of people dressed in red and white and we were
later to discover that it was the week of the running with the bulls