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Travel Blogs from St-Jean-de-Luz
... to Geoff that I thought Hendaye was in the opposite direction. Agreeing, we wait for the train to loop back or shunt out and then head towards its, in our minds, proper destination.
It was not to be and an announcement over the speaker system confirms our fears that this was the train to Paris!! Thankfully it stopped at Biarritz, where we got off waited and caught the train to Hendaye which we would and should have caught at St Jean which was running forty five minutes late. ...
... 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 giggling and taking silly photos one of which is the very lame selfie where I'm trying to work out how to take it! Being in Biarritz was different to the rest of France. The streets are still complicated as well as the language but it was very beautiful and had a relaxing vibe. Two weeks after we left we heard the women's Roxy pro surf competition was cancelled from no waves! I was so sad to say goodbye to France for now but very excited to check our Spain - our next stop San Sebastian.
... wine, anchovies, sangria, tortillas and wine. We woke up the next morning to another beautiful day of sunshine and happiness. After a quick brekkie we wanted to check out the beach so made our way along the boardwalks and jetties -this place is just divine. We eventually made it to another beach around the other side which was absolutely packed. The Europeans really know how to beach it up. It was probably only about 23 degrees yet there were thousands of people in bikinis ...
... tower of the cathredal is the statue of St. James, the Pilgrim. We went into the cathredal and lit our candles to signify the start of our pilrimage.
We enjoyed a leisurely dinner and walked back to our pension. While we were getting our gear ready for the next day we met two ladies from Cairo, Eqypt. They were starting their walk the next day also but they had only a week to do a part of it. We said our goodnights and headed to bed. Backpacks ready to ...