Le Grand Hotel
Travel Blogs from Dax
... mainly up and down 100- 200 foot climbs, finding them do-able on the whole as long as no-one decides to cross the road on the many zebra crossings right in front of you so you have to stop.
Spending tonight in the Formula 1 hotel in Bayonne (no suitable camping spots), where the Bike Bus dropped us off outside of on Sunday morning. Bottom a little sore this morning but not too bad.
... mainly from language barriers or because I've been surrounded by grains of sand or trees) is that I've had a lot of time to think, dwell, ponder.. Reflect (all those things) and I definitely know that when I get home I need to sort my **** out. Get my **** into uni. And start 2015 fresh and clean. Because even though I think I'm big and old enough to hang with the big kids, I've still got some growing to do before I leave the play ground! ...
... when you approach a house and you hear this deep guttural growl followed by a menacing bark - you think to yourself 'geez thats a big dog' and when you get to the front gate it is a jack russel terrier! Well, that was this kid. I just want to say 'respect'. Anyway, there was either an american or british couple sitting directly opposite me in the isle and they were in no way as pleased with this young fella as his grandad was. The only dramas ...
... went exploring old-town Bayonne.
dates back to 3rd century Roman times. The Vikings once settled here, using the river for slave-trading. It has also been subjected to numerous sieges, mostly French, during the centuries. Old Basque-style houses line the river banks on both sides of the old city.
We delighted in trying to decipher the French menu and ordered tapas and the
obligatory wine of the region ...
... of gravel as the odd dog walker passes by. It's like the great British caravan club here! I haven't spotted a continental registration plate anywhere. Not that it bothers me as at least you know that the people you talk to understand what you are saying. Always a good start! It didn't take too long to get set up then it was a quick trip into the local supermarket for some essential supplies. Two things came flooding back... The first... How the French like their breaks( at 3:00pm, ...
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