The night before last was spent in the amusingly named village of Pissos. A fairly non eventful day apart from the yummiest pork and puréed carrots we’ve ever had and our British motorhome neighbours performing around an hour of Tai Chi to some lovely Chinese music in the village carpark. I didn’t think it was polite to get a photo.
We woke to fog and frost but as we neared Biarritz the sun came out for us and I could finally change out of my fleece-lined Rohan trousers, don a pair of jeans and pop on a lightweight sweater. (This is not before time as those trousers are covered in Hugo fur and in desperate need of a wash.) There is virtually no WiFi here so I will be posting this later but the proximity to the beach, around a 100 m walk, more than makes up for it.
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| Sunset in Biarritz |
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| Searching for a bottom to sniff |
How pleasant it was to sit al fresco by the beach chomping on giant gambas and slurping on a Corona. Mr Fluffy stuck to water. But the best part of our day was our sunset stroll along the sand to watch the sun go down. Hugo met a couple of dogs to keep up his bum sniffing practice.
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| A new friend |
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| Could these gambas get any bigger?? |
Another morning stroll was followed by a 3 hour drive into Spain along some very hairy cliff top roads, past San Sebastián and down to Lekeitio. We spent some time here on our last trip and enjoyed it so much we decided to return. More seafood for lunch today - could get used to this.
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| Lekeitio beach |
