Travel Blogs from Hondarribia
Ahh this is the South of France that we had hoped for! A clear blue sky with only the occasional white cloud scudding across . We set out , this time intent on a train journey, to Hendaye, a little town on the French /Spanish border for a day at the beach.
Arriving at the station we purchase our tickets in a hurry noting from the information board that, the train to Hendaye will be a platform two NOW! We dash on glad to have caught it and settle down. As the train moves on, ...
Spanish haciendas that were so popular in Australia in the 70’s (admittedly we
did not travel any further south than Madrid, so maybe they are all there
waiting for us).
We travelled along many minor roads which had two
plusses, we got to see much more of the local villages and we avoided some of
the more ridiculous tolls. Arrived about
lunch time the following day in a seaside resort that looked to all intent as
if someone had come ...
... 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 ...
... the town for a Saturday night pintxo crawl. Luckily we are travelling with Matt "Tripadvisor" White, so he led us immediately to a place called Borda Berry for the best slow cooked beef cheek I have ever eaten in my life. We coupled it with a mushroom risotto (although it was made out of rissoni which is technically cheating) and some sangrias and beers. It was hot, noisy and amazing. Many more pintxos followed but to be honest it is all a bit of a blur of chorizo, wine, ...
So its a nice town, but with ****** weather, not so much to do. I used the time to book ahead my train tickets so i don't get stuck with nowhere to go again.
Luckily later on that night a French girl, and her America friends invited me out, so we went for some Tapa's ( basically a traditonal Spanish food, small potions of food for small prices, reminds me of sushi train, no train in this case. No ...